Hello fans! Thanks for the great responses and energy you provided for the return of Deputy's Universe. I am really excited about this phase and I hope you enjoy the ride. You got your first glimpse of Sylvia Cartier and she will make a major impact in this next phase of the saga. Here is part 2 of her introduction. I hope you continue your enthusiasm and let me know what you think!
PART 2
Sylvia woke up the next morning in her bed and stretched. She could feel that tension leaving her body as the stretch felt really good. She ran her fingers through her dirty blond hair, messing it up. She giggled to herself as the mirror in front of the bed showed her reflection. The messed-up hair made her laugh, and she knew she had to get it all prepared for this day. She slid her legs out from under the blankets and her bare feet touched the wooden floor. She stood up and walked over to the wash area to get ready for the day. As she prepared herself, her mind thought about the previous night. It was an absolutely amazing night as she completed her mission and then joined up with the few friends she had in this industry. Those women were all incredible and very talented in what they did for a living. She then thought about what she witnessed. The thought of a poor helpless woman named Bianca filled her thoughts and she felt a tingle in her body. The way the woman was screaming and begging for mercy filled her soul. It was why she was in that state of panic that got her excited. Sylvia learned the art of tickle torture from her friends, and it was the most exciting thing she witnessed in quite some time. The way they touched Bianca’s body. The way she screamed with certain touches on her skin and muscles. The way she begged them. Then, the way she had an earth-shattering orgasm really made Sylvia love what she saw. She could barely sleep as she replayed what happened in that room. She shuddered thinking about it all over again and she laughed at herself. “I should rub one out of me. Damn, that was such an erotic night. Hehehe” she told herself in the mirror.
She then thought about her day. She didn’t have a new assignment at the moment. She would receive assignments through couriers in the underworld. She would often go to designated areas in various countries to receive any assignments. Her cohorts in this underworld had a system of communication. Most of the time, she went looking for assignments. But there were times couriers would find her. There was always some sort of lag time because they were unable to communicate until they saw one another in person, so days could pass by or even weeks depending on circumstances. She knew that once word got out that she finished her mission, another would soon arrive. She had to stay in this town to receive the rest of her payment. She would receive half upfront, then the rest upon completion. She figured she would go to a local house where exchanges were done, and she would get her payment. She put on her clothes and then departed her location. “Time to get paid…I do wish I had someone to tickle though. I have to try it! It seemed like so much fun and so erotic….” she told herself.
Sylvia made it to the discreet home, and she went inside. There, a courier walked up to her with a big smile and handed her a bag of coins. She nodded her head and then left the house. She placed her hood back over her head and walked the streets. It was an overcast day with a slight wind blowing. Her leather boots made little noise as she walked through the streets. She saw the people milling around, going about their day. She then heard some of the chatter. The nobleman had indeed passed away and the people were shocked. They had no idea how he passed, and some of the chatter wondered if it was not due to natural causes. That made her smile as she thought about what she did. She felt so powerful, and it was even better that no one knew it was her that caused the day’s news. She then thought about the screams she heard during that mission. The wife of the nobleman had a distinct scream, and she knew the woman was in pain. Then she felt a very large tingle in her body. Sylvia thought about the wife. When she infiltrated the home, she did see the wife and she was very beautiful. Chloe Barbieri was a very busty woman. Her size C chest stood out; her long blond hair would often drape over her cleavage. She had a very pretty face, and she had a good height to her. Now her mind started to spin as she wondered what would happen if she captured her. She had heard her laugh before and it sounded sweet. She thought about how that laugh would sound if she was tied down and tickled. The more she thought about that scene, the more aroused she was becoming. She giggled to herself because she got excited over the idea of tickling another woman. She stopped in her tracks and smiled. “I think I found my first tickle victim. Hehehehe” she thought to herself, then started to walk again.
Syliva made it to the nobleman’s house, and she looked around. She already knew the layout, but she didn’t know where Chloe was. This was going to be crucial as she knew she probably could not take the woman from the home. There were too many security guards and workers in this house. She had posed as a hand maiden and spent a full day in the house until her moment came with the nobleman. She now had to think of a plan to capture Chloe and get her somewhere because her ticklish screams might alert security. She leaned across the ivy-covered wall outside of the home and then thought of something. There was a wine cellar under one of the guest houses. It was an isolated location, perfect for having important guests over for a night. They would have their privacy. The wine cellar below the guest house had very thick walls made of brick and would be perfect for her to practice the tickle torture technique. She also found the woman very attractive, and wondered if she could make Chloe cum her brains out, like how Thalia did to Bianca. She then found a spot to slide into the compound, repeating her procedure from the day before. It was time!
An hour passed and Sylvia was already inside the home disguised as a handmaiden. What she had discovered during her assignment the day before was the handmaidens worked in shifts. Not all of them stayed in the home. Some would go home after working a shift. Only a few actually lived with the couple, so she pretended to be a new handmaiden. She walked through the home, pretending to do her chores, and no one noticed she had been gone or what she was doing. She carefully made her way to the study where Chloe would often stay in. One other fact she discovered was that the nobleman and Chloe would be separated a lot. She figured there wasn’t that romantic love between the two, just a partnership. Sylvia got closer to the study, and she heard voices.
“I-I can’t believe he is gone. I don’t understand what happened. He was perfectly fine yesterday. This hurts.” Chloe said as she was still in mourning.
“I am sorry Signora. Do you want me to get you something?” a handmaiden asked.
“Just leave me be for a moment. I need to be alone right now. Thank you.” Chloe told the woman.
Sylvia saw the door open and saw the handmaiden walk out of the room. Now was her chance to strike! She had to lure Chloe to that isolated guest house and then she could have her way with Chloe Barbieri! She then took a deep breath and entered the room. She saw Chloe sitting in a chair and she looked disheveled. That was perfect for her as she wanted her victim to be in a very vulnerable state. “Signora Barbieri, sorry to interrupt, but….” she started to say.
“Didn’t I say I wanted to be left alone?!” Chloe snapped and then looked at the handmaiden standing there. She realized it wasn’t the same woman as before and saw the face of this current woman. She did find it a very pretty face and wondered why she hadn’t noticed it before. “I’m sorry. Are you new? I haven’t seen you before.” she asked.
“Yes, Signora. I am new. I am sorry to interrupt, but I had news for you.” Sylvia said with a look of concern.
“What is it? I hope it is not bad. My world is crashing, so I am hoping it is not bad news.” Chloe replied. She looked at the handmaiden and saw her walking closer to her. She could feel a little nervous because there was something about this woman that did not seem right. Handmaidens had a certain demeanor of humility in their walk. This one walked with great confidence. She dismissed the thoughts and looked up at the pretty face.
“Signora, there is a gentleman that wants you to sign some papers. It has something to do with the recent passing and the position Signore Barbieri had with the council. I led him to guest house 3 on the other side. I wanted your meeting to be private.” Sylvia told her. She liked the idea of isolating Chloe so she could have a lot of fun. It was a great risk to lead her there, because she might have other handmaidens or security follow her. She felt her heart beating faster and she hoped her ruse would work.
“Are you serious? Ugh! I am trying to mourn the loss of my husband and these leeches do not want to wait! Thank you, let’s hurry up and get this over with. Come with me….” Chloe said, as she then stood up and walked towards the door. Her long blue dress dragged on the floor, and the handmaiden lifted it up and followed her. She kept thinking if she ever saw this woman before, since she already seemed to know the layout of the compound.
Sylvia held the train of the dress, and she walked behind Chloe through the hallways. She felt nervous as someone else could have followed them. This had to work perfectly so she could have her fun. She started to think just in case this plan failed, she would have to exit the premises as fast as possible. This was her only chance to capture this woman. She was not on assignment, so there was no need for her to be here and complete a mission. This was all for her personal enjoyment. She started to feel a little more confident as they exited the main house and headed across the yard. She looked around and saw yard workers and security guards milling around. It seemed like no one cared she was escorting this woman to an isolated guest house and let her go alone. Sylvia started to get excited because it seemed like her plan was going to work. They made it to the guest house, and she did one more look around and noticed that no one was following them. Now, it was time to have some fun. They entered the guest house and she smiled.
Chloe walked into the guest house in a rush and looked around. She did not see anyone in the guest house, and she looked around. She wondered if the man was in another room. She then turned around and saw Sylvia right behind her. She had a grin on her face, and she was confused. “Where is the man with the papers?” she asked.
“Sleep time….” Sylvia told her, then quickly reached out her hand and pinched a pressure point on the neck and shoulder area and reacted quickly to catch Chloe as she fell unconscious into her arms. She looked out the window and saw no one. No one was watching them, and she was completely alone. She looked down at Chloe’s sleeping face and she wanted to giggle like a schoolgirl. It was too easy to capture Chloe and she wanted to have her way with her. She chuckled to herself that if she was on assignment, it would have been very easy to finish off Chloe. In her mind, she figured that Chloe might be grateful that she was going to live after the torture she was about to receive. She then saw the door to the wine cellar and dragged Chloe towards it. She opened the door and the stairs led downwards into the wine cellar. She carefully dragged the woman down those stairs and heard her leather boots scraping along each step. Once she made it into the wine cellar she saw a desk. It would be perfect to put Chloe on and have her fun. She then hoisted the unconscious body on top of the desk and took a deep breath. “Oh yes, now it is playtime. Hehehehe” she giggled.
Sylvia managed to grab some twine that was used to tie bottles together and used it to bind the wrists together and raise them over Chloe’s head, and then tied the other end to one of the legs of the desk. The limp body was laying diagonally on the desk, so the head was at one corner and those boots were at the other corner. She cinched the twine and then grabbed two more strings. She went to the feet and decided to remove those long boots now so that she wouldn’t have to untie the legs later. Her hands started to unlace the right boot and once the laces were undone, she then carefully removed the boot from the foot and saw the white stocking covering the foot. Her heart started to beat faster as her anticipation was growing. She saw how big the foot was, it was a size 9, and hoped it was a very sensitive foot. She then unlaced the left boot and soon, that one came off the foot. She held up the boots, then dropped them to the floor. Syliva then tied a piece of twine around each ankle and then tied them to the leg of the desk. Now, she was tied down and completely helpless. The twine around the ankles were a longer strand, which would give her the ability to at least spread the legs when she was ready to play with that womanhood hiding under the very pretty dress. She looked towards the wine cellar door and went to close it. She could not take the chance of Chloe screaming to bring unwanted attention. She also figured this torture wouldn’t be too long because sooner or later, security would notice she was missing and go looking for her. She walked up towards the head area and saw that very pretty face sleeping. She slapped the right cheek, hoping to wake her up.
“Mmmmmm…..w-what happened?” Chloe moaned as she started to wake up. She was feeling groggy, and her eyes opened. She then saw a fuzzy face looking down at her and she moaned again. She then tried to move her limbs and it didn’t take long that she realized she couldn’t bring her hands to her face. Her vision cleared and she saw the handmaiden looking down at her with a huge smile on her face. “W-Where am I? What is going on?” she asked with concern in her voice.
“Hehehe You are my prisoner now.” Sylvia simply told her.
“Prisoner? What are you talking about? Hey! How come I can’t move my arms? Or my legs?! What is going on? Where is the man?” Chloe demanded as she tried to move her limbs only to realize that she couldn’t.
“Are you that dense? There is no man, silly! I brought you here for myself.” Sylvia told her. She then reached her hand forward and started to run her fingers through that dark hair. She saw the look of confusion on Chloe’s face, and she had to start playing mind games, so she could test out the new method of torture.
“Why would you do that?! Why did you tie me up? What is going on and who the hell are you?!!!!” Chloe hissed. She started to feel her anger rise as this handmaiden had tied her down. She started to violently struggle in her binds, and she felt some pain as the twine pinched her skin. “Ow!!! I DEMAND YOU RELEASE ME, OR YOU’RE FIRED!!!!” she screamed.
“Hehehe so cute. You stupid bitch, I don’t work for you. I am here because I want to play with you.” Sylvia told her. She did like that Chloe was getting angry because that meant if she was severely ticklish, it would be so satisfying to make her beg.
“Play with me? Listen you whore!!! Let me go and then get off my property! I do not have time for games!” Chloe screamed. She saw the look on Sylvia’s face, and it made her very angry that the woman was smirking back at her. “Who the hell are you?!” she asked with venom in her voice.
“Someone that is going to make you purr like a little kitty cat and make you beg for mercy. You see, I wanted to try something on you. I just learned it and it seems like SO MUCH FUN! I am sure you will like it too. Now, it is my first time, so forgive me if I am not effective yet.” Sylvia teased. She then looked up and down the trapped body and wondered where she should start first. Helga attacked the belly and that was usually a great spot for tickling. She figured she should do the same as her bounty hunter friends. That got her excited because she also wanted to try what Thalia seemed so very good at.
Chloe was completely confused as she heard that threat. Her mind was racing as she was tied down on a desk in the wine cellar and this crazed woman was talking about playing with her. She felt some fear in her body because she knew this wine cellar was nearly soundproof. Even if she screamed, no one might hear her because the door was thick, and those brick walls prevented noise from escaping. She could see the woman looking up and down her body and now a new fear arose. “W-What are you planning on doing to me? Tell me your name!” she demanded.
“My name is not important right now. Trust me, you will learn it because you will beg me. Now, shall we begin. I want you to give me a spot. Come on, name a spot.” Sylvia smiled.
“A spot? What kind of spot are you talking about? Who the hell are you? Why don’t you just tell me what you want with me?! I promise you, you bitch, once I am free, I will make sure you suffer and never heard from again when I send you to jail. Do you know who my husband is?” Chloe screamed. She wanted to try and intimidate this woman and if she didn’t, then she knew bad things would probably happen to her.
“Hahaha Yes, I know who your husband is. I also know he is no longer walking the Earth. So, shut your mouth, or give me a spot. Trust me, you don’t want me to find a good spot. Hehehe” Sylvia said. She was getting excited because she used mind games with previous victims, but instead of causing physical pain, she was going to make this woman laugh her head off.
“A GOOD SPOT?? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!!! Why do you want to know about a spot? What is wrong with you, you psycho?!” Chloe screamed. There was something unnerving about the way Sylvia was speaking to her. That face had a look of amusement on it, which did not bode well for her. She saw Sylvia’s face getting closer to hers and she felt her breath leave her body. This woman was going to do something horrible to her!
“I want to find a spot for one reason……That one reason is……” Sylvia teased. She could see those fearful eyes of Chloe and it was time to let her know what her torture was going to be. She looked right into her eyes and grinned. “….I want to tickle you.” she whispered to her.
Chloe was very confused when she heard the response. It took a moment to recognize what was told to her, and then she felt an incredible wave of fear. This woman was talking about tickling her and that caused two concerns. The first concern was that she was dreadfully ticklish. She hated being tickled and her late husband would often do it. The second concern was that she was tied down and helpless to a woman she didn’t even know. “W-What? You want to t-tickle me? Um, why? I am not ticklish. Let me go, please.” she said in a very nervous voice.
Sylvia could hear the nervousness in the voice and smiled. She thought about how poor Bianca the previous night was screaming her head off as she was tickled. She really hoped that Chloe’s body would react the same way. She looked at the underarms and thought about starting there. Then she looked at the cleavage and wondered if she should start with those large breasts. Then she looked at the stomach area and wondered if Chloe would squeal like a ticklish piggy there. Or would her feet be her undoing? She could see the look of fear in the eyes and some anger, and it was time to play with her. “You are not? Hmmm…why do I think you are lying?” she told her in a calm voice.
Chloe’s mind was racing around as she thought about the possibility of this unknown woman trying to tickle her in this situation. It was surreal that it was even a possibility. Why would she want to tickle her? She was captured for the sake of being tickled? She looked at that wry smile and figured she had to exert her authority. She could not be a victim right now. She had to show this woman that she was still in charge. “I don’t know who you are, or why you think tickling me would be any form of your sick and twisted entertainment, but I am giving you ONE chance! Free me, or I promise you, you will be dealt with. I will enjoy watching you rot in prison, or better yet, watching you perish!” she threatened.
“Hahahahahahaha you are SO cute!!! You think you are in charge of me? So cute. If only you knew who I am. If you did know who I was, being tickled would be a very welcome idea compared to what I could do to your body. So, enough of the chit chat, I want to test you.” Sylvia said to her with a smile. She then poked her right index finger into the right-side ribs and saw the body flinch. That reaction set off a wave of adrenaline within her body as she knew this woman was indeed ticklish. This was her perfect chance to practice this newfound method of torture. She felt a little nervous because she wanted to be as skilled as her friends. She then poked the side again and the body flinched again. “Too bad you are not ticklish. Otherwise, this would drive you wild.” she said in a sinister voice as she kept poking the ribs.
Chloe felt those pokes in her ribs, and she felt the ticklish tremors in her body. She didn’t giggle or make any audible noise. She was holding her breath because the last thing she wanted to do was expose her ticklish weakness. She still could not believe this woman wanted to tickle her. The entire idea seemed so absurd. She looked towards her ribs and saw the finger poking away. “Stop that!!!! Ow! You are hurting hehehe me!” she said, and accidentally let out a very small giggle.
“Hurting you? Interesting. Well, if I am hurting you, then good. I would prefer that anyway. Like I told you, if you knew what I do for a living, you would rather much have me play with you.” Sylvia told her. She wanted to tell this woman she was responsible for the passing of the husband, but figured it was better to keep that a secret. She then looked into Chloe’s eyes, and she could see that ticklish fear in them. She now understood the feeling her friends had when they tortured Bianca. It was the power over someone’s will. “So, we can make this nice and easy. Let me have my fun, and I will go home and release you. Or you could be a bitch and make this very difficult. I will play with you and when I am done, you will join your husband in a grave. What will it be?” she threatened.
Chloe gasped as she heard that threat. She was given a choice between letting this woman touch her body, or she could possibly be killed. She started to realize that no one knew she was in this wine cellar with a deranged handmaiden. No one would come rescue her right now, so she had to allow enough time for this woman to not do things to her, so she could be rescued. Any misstep by her and it was a possibility her life could end. She didn’t know what to do. That look on Sylvia’s face was starting to frighten her, and she shivered. “I….I will be good. Ok, let’s not do anything rash. I just want to understand something. Why me? Why do you want to capture me and subject me to this? I am crushed over my husband and.,…why would you do this to a widow?” she asked.
"Because….I find you attractive. Because…I am looking to practice my skills. Because…..I am a little horny.” Sylvia told her. She then reached her two hands forward and started to poke each rib cage. She could see the body jerking and moving around and then paused. This dress was still on the woman’s body, and she wanted to see skin. She didn’t have time to slowly torment this woman because security will eventually wonder where she was. She was skilled at fighting but was vastly outnumbered and security had guns. “You know what, this dress is in my way…” she told her.
Chloe heard Sylvia’s words and was in shock. She wondered what skills she wanted to practice. This assailant kept telling her she wanted to practice on her and it blew her mind. What really caused her concern were the words of her being attractive and her captor being horny. She did not like where that was going, and she started to sweat in fear. She had a feeling this woman liked having sex with other women and wondered if it was going to happen to her. As her mind tried to process this entire moment, she started to panic as she felt her dress starting to get torn in the stomach area. The material was much thinner there and could easily tear. The parts covering her chest, hips and her legs were much thicker fabric. She stared at the dress tearing at her stomach and saw her skin getting exposed. “You’re tearing my dress?!” she asked in fear.
“Yes…” Sylvia told her in a calm voice. Once she tore that hole open, she could see the naked stomach and was impressed. The belly was firm and flat. She then decided she would attack the stomach first, then cut the rest of the dress off. She then paused as she thought she heard a noise. She then heard footsteps above and knew someone else was in the guest house! She then quickly placed her hand over Chloe’s mouth because she knew she would try and scream for help. She heard the scream in her hand, and she clamped down. She then looked at Chloe and put her finger to her lips. “Shut up! I swear if you scream, I will kill you right now and leave. Behave yourself!” she threatened.
Chloe heard the footsteps above and she knew someone else was there! This was her chance to be rescued and right when she was about to scream, she felt a strong hand being placed over her mouth. She looked at Sylvia and heard that threat. That put sheer panic in her body because it was true. She could possibly be killed before someone could save her. She listened as the footsteps kept moving, then went quiet and heard a door close. Her eyes went wide with shock as she realized whoever it was probably left, and she was alone once again with this deranged woman.
Sylvia smiled as she heard a door closing and knew whoever it was had left. She then looked at Chloe and figured she had to get started. It was becoming too risky to prolong her time in here. It was time to torture this woman, and then get out before any help arrived. She removed her hand from the mouth and stared directly into those brown eyes. “That was close. Now, let’s get to business.” she told her.
Chloe was about to say something then she suddenly felt fingers scurrying across the belly. That surprised her as she did not expect it. She started to twist and turn her body as the ticklish sensations started to get stronger. She felt the very powerful urge to laugh and even though she did not expect to be tickled at the moment, she did not want to give this woman the satisfaction of making her suffer. “hehehe stooooooooop that!! Come on! Stop that!” she begged.
Sylvia could feel the woman thrashing and twisting and a smile formed on her face. This was her moment. This was the moment she was going to experiment with this tickle torture method. She then moved her fingers closer to the belly button and that got a nice reaction. Her smile grew even more and now she started to hear more giggles. That only motivated her to keep tickling and her fingers moved even faster. “That’s right, laugh for me!” she told her.
“Hehehehehehe stop this!! Hehehehe stop!!!” Chloe giggled, the ticklish sensations started to increase and now she grew worried. She had always been a ticklish woman, and sometimes her handmaidens would accidentally tickle her during massages or baths and her husband would sometimes tickle her for fun. Now this woman wanted to tickle her for an unknown reason, and it felt embarrassing to her. She was the wife of a nobleman, and commanded respect. She walked in the inner circles of the town’s elite and had handmaidens waiting on her every day. Now, she was tied down, and being tickled by an unknown handmaiden. Then she felt the finger going into her belly button and that sent a major ticklish shockwave throughout her body. It was becoming a little humiliating to her as she was helpless and being forced into laughter. “Hehehehehehe stop that!!! Hahahahaha get your finger hahahahah out of there!!! I am your boss!!!!” she screamed.
Sylvia chuckled as she heard that latest outburst. She loved the laughter but when she heard this woman proclaim she was her boss, that really amused her. She thought that perhaps instead of just pure torture, she should focus on humiliating this woman. She seemed like the standard snooty noblewoman that would look down on others. For the brief time she infiltrated this place, she did see some signs of this woman feeling superior. Her demeanor was nice overall, but there were times she saw this woman look down on the other handmaidens and demand things from them. She didn’t focus on her because of her mission, but now that she had her in her clutches, she could perhaps embarrass this woman and break her ego. That would definitely be a great reason to tickle this woman into complete embarrassment. She then ran her fingers across the belly again and she wanted to make this woman really laugh. “Come on, SCREAM!!! Scream for me!” she told her.
Chloe heard those words, and it frightened her. It frightened her for one reason. If this woman wanted her to scream, it meant she had no fear of her possibly getting caught. This woman wanted to really torture her! She then felt the hands starting to squeeze her sides, right by her hips and she lost it. That was one of her weak spots and she felt an incredible surge of ticklish feelings exploding in her body. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!! DON’T TOUCH HAHAHAHAHAHA ME THERE!” she screamed.
Sylvia felt a major rush of excitement in her body as she heard that ticklish reaction. Because the body was moving around when she tickled the navel, she wanted to get this woman flat on her back completely to expose the navel. She had to grab the hips to do so and when she did, her fingers pressed into those hip pockets and the reaction she got did something to her. She really enjoyed watching Helga, Svetlana and Thalia tickle destroy Bianca, and now she felt what they felt. Absolute power over another person. The way Chloe was laughing right now gave her a true sense of power. She could see the agony on her face. She could hear that deep laughter and knew she hit a very sensitive spot. Sylvia continued to squeeze her fingertips into that hip area and was becoming mesmerized by the reaction. “Does this tickle? Huh? Does this tickle? Hehehehe” she laughed as she was becoming more and more into this form of torture.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH IT TICKLES!!! IT……………………..TICKLES!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Chloe screamed in agony as she never felt that spot tickled before. Whenever she was tickled, it was in the usual spots such as her stomach, underarms or even her feet. She never had this area tickled before and it really surprised her. The sensations were incredibly powerful, and she was in a ticklish panic. There was nothing else on her mind except this very strong ticklish feeling. Her eyes were shut tight, and she just let out the most powerful laugh from her lungs.
Sylvia’s adrenaline shot through the roof as she heard that reaction. The way Chloe was writhing her body and screaming got deep within her soul. She had total power over this woman right now and it wasn’t being done with screams of pain. It was being done with a tickling touch. She kept squeezing her hands on those hip pockets and the more Chloe screamed, the more she squeezed. She started to laugh to herself as this was becoming very fun for her. The power she had to control and torment this woman was becoming addicting. She was surprised she felt this way. She had done so many different torturous things in her line of work, but this was a lot more fun. She then paused her squeezing but kept her hands in position. It was time to play with this woman’s mind. “That…..was fun.” she said to herself.
Chloe felt the squeezes stop and she felt the air coming back into her lungs. That tickle attack was horrendous and now she had some relief. She sucked in air and felt her heart beating rapidly. It was as though she ran a long distance. “hehehehe….thank you……thank you….” she panted.
“Thank you for what?” Sylvia asked. She loved the exhaustion in the voice and wanted to see how far she could push this woman.
“Thank you…..for…..stopping….that….that…..was…..bad.” Chloe continued then looked at Sylvia’s face. A cold chill went down her spine as she could see that look on her attacker’s face. She seemed very satisfied and had this evil grin on her face. That made her wonder if her torment was over, or was it just beginning?
“Was it that bad? Hehehe Like this?” Sylvia grinned, then started to squeeze those hip pockets once again.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YES!!! YEEEEEESSSSSS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Chloe screamed as the powerful tickling sensations had returned and ripped right through her. Her eyes shut again, and she forced that laughter out of her lungs.
“Awwww….you are so ticklish! I don’t know about you, but I am having fun right now.” Sylvia said in a silly voice. That made her laugh because even though she was a trained killer, tickling this woman right now made her feel like a little schoolgirl having the time of her life. She remembered the looks on the faces of her friends and now understood why they always seemed to really enjoy tickling a woman. It was her turn and her mind started to think about all the ticklish spots she could play with. Then she felt a tingle between her legs as she imagined if this woman’s pussy was ticklish.
Chloe laughed very hard as those squeezes really started to break her down. She kept screaming as the entire feeling was overwhelming. She felt her body becoming very rigid as those squeezes really settled in. Now her laughter was falling into silence, and she wasn’t inhaling oxygen. She tried to beg for mercy, but all she could do is mouth the words, “please…..mercy.”
Sylvia saw the lips of Chloe moving and she understood what she was trying to say. This woman was now begging her for mercy. There was something thrilling when a victim felt so helpless they started to beg. She could see her face turning red and the sweat was really starting to form on the face. She then released her squeezes as she still wanted Chloe to be conscious. Her eyes looked at the dress and figured it was time to humiliate this woman. “Breathe…..breathe….” she told her.
Chloe started gasping for air as the squeezes finally stopped. Her mind kept spinning as the torture was very brutal. She couldn’t believe she was being tickled, and that spot was very horrible. She started to get air back in her burning lungs and now she started to cough since she was close to hyperventilating. “Please…..cough cough cough please stop….why cough cough cough are you doing this to me.” she whined.
“I already told you. Are you stupid or something? Hehehe” Sylvia joked. She did not want to give this woman any mercy at all. She then reached inside her boot and pulled out a small knife. She always kept one in there in case she ever needed to cut something. She looked at the small blade and figured it would do nicely. She then got closer to Chloe’s chest and wanted to cut that dress right down the middle of those large breasts. “Hmmm…you seem very hot inside that dress. How about I take it off for you?” she asked.
Chloe groaned as she was still trying to recover. Her eyes looked at Sylvia’s face and saw that smile. Then she saw the knife and she panicked. This woman was about to stab her! “No!!! Please don’t kill me!!!!” she screamed.
“Kill you? What are you….OH! My knife here. Hehehehe” Sylvia laughed. She spun the knife in her hand and then paused. She looked right back down at Chloe and stared into her eyes. “I guess I could kill you. It wouldn’t be too hard. I have killed with this knife before, so doing it again wouldn’t be too bad. BUT, I will give you a choice since you gave me a great idea! I can use this knife to stab you right in the heart, or….you beg me to cut off this pretty dress. What will it be?” she asked.
Chloe’s mind was blown away as she heard that choice. Either she could perish, or she could be completely humiliated and lose one of her favorite dresses. It didn’t take her long to decide and she saw the knife in that hand, ready to cut her. “My dress!!! Please cut off my dress!!! Don’t kill me!” she begged.
“You are such a good girl. Hey, before I do, remember how bossy you were to me? You sounded so in control and thought you were better than me. Do you still feel that way?” Sylvia asked as she started to move the blade closer to the chest area. She figured she might as torture the woman mentally.
“No!! I do not!!! I…I was very mean to you!!! I’m sorry!! I’m sorry!!!!” Chloe screamed as the blade was dangerously close to her chest. She knew this woman was going to dominate her, or she would face death. She felt ashamed, but her life was on the line.
“Wow…what a change of attitude! I like it. Ok, let me ask you this. Can I tickle you, or should I cut a breast off? Hehehe” Sylvia teased. She liked the way this moment was going and was going to exploit it while she could.
Chloe felt her eyes watering as this woman was definitely trying to break her down into a common peasant. She had a feeling this woman would actually try to harm her or kill her. The fact she was tied up, tickled really badly and now a knife was at her chest made her realize this woman was no normal handmaiden. She was far more evil than any handmaiden would be. Now she had to make an impossible choice, but it had to be done. “You can…..you can….” she started to say.
“I can what? SAY IT!!! SAY IT NOW!!!” Sylvia demanded, then started to move the knife again.
“TICKLE ME!!! YOU CAN TICKLE ME!!! PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!!!!” Chloe screamed to the top of her lungs. She then heard a sinister laugh, and she turned red from embarrassment.
“Good girl!!! Yes, I will tickle you. Hehehe I just have to get this dress off first.” Sylvia told her. She then started to use the knife to cut through the stronger fabric. She could hear the tearing of the fabric through the cleavage and now down the stomach until it got to the point where the lighter material was torn away. She then put the knife between her teeth, then used her hands to open up the dress, exposing the bra. She loved the way the ballooning breasts looked like they were about to pop out of that brassier. “You got nice tits, lady. Let me see them….” she told her.
Chloe heard those words and she really felt shame washing over her. Before she could even react, she saw the knife going towards her chest again. This time, it was cutting through her bra, and she closed her eyes. She hated this moment as this woman was going to expose her breasts. This was such a humiliating moment as she felt the bra come lose. She couldn’t watch what was about to happen next.
Sylvia grinned as she saw the bra cut and the cups were very loose. She thought about how Helga exposed Bianca’s breasts and how exciting that was. Now it was her time to do the same. She knew doing this would absolutely devastate Chloe because if it ever happened to her, she would feel the same. She then moved her hands forwards and with a quick flip, she managed to remove the cups from each breast. She gasped as she saw the massive mammaries now exposed. Each breast was very perky and appeared to be very strong. She could see those large brown nipples and her lust started to build. She remembered how Helga played with Bianca’s breasts, and she thought she should try and practice getting Chloe aroused. She still had to practice forcing an orgasm out of a woman. “You got really nice tits….wow. I am impressed.” she said.
Chloe had no words. Her eyes were closed and could feel the cool air on her breasts. This woman tied her down, tickled her, ruined her dress, now looked at her naked breasts. She didn’t know how to feel at the moment. She never felt so ashamed in her life. Whenever she exposed her breasts to someone, it was either when she was about to have sex, or she was having a bath, and the handmaidens would wash her. She never wanted a stranger who was there to torture her to see her body. She then felt the lower half of her dress getting cut and now she wanted to cry. This woman was going to remove her clothes and probably strip her naked. “Please….don’t do this to me….” she whimpered.
“I must say your body is very nice….” Sylvia said softly as she finished cutting the dress and started to pull the ruined fabric away from the body and threw it on the floor. She then looked at that trapped body on this desk. She could see those naked tits, the smooth stomach, those vulnerable underarms. She then looked at the soft white underwear covering that very special spot. Then she saw the legs. The white stockings rose above the knees and went up to the middle of the inner thighs. She imagined what it was going to feel like once she got to those feet and then that very sweet spot between Chloe’s legs. She then made her way closer to Chloe’s head and put her face into hers. “Sweet Chloe. Hehehehe You look very good. I think we are going to be close after I am done with you. Don’t you worry your pretty little head off, I will get to that spot between her legs soon enough. But for now, it is…….tickle time!” she said, then started to race her fingers all over that exposed stomach.
Chloe felt those fingers on her stomach, and she started to laugh. This tickling wasn’t as bad as those squeezes on her hips, but it still got her in a major way. She started to thrash her body a little and her laughter started to flow. She couldn’t understand why she had to be tickled this long. Her body seemed more sensitive at the moment, and she wished someone could rescue her. The she felt those fingers moving across the surface area of her ribs and she let out a ticklish squeak. That made her blush a little because of the high-pitched sound.
Sylvia chuckled to herself as she heard that high pitched squeak sound. This torture session was getting better and better. It was far more amusing to her than previous torture moments. She loved how the body was squirming around, and she could see those large breasts wobbling. That made her focus on the nipples and wondered if she should start making them stiff. She remembered what her friends told her, that when the victim was aroused, she would be more sensitive and that meant the tickling would become much, much worse. Sylvia stopped her stomach tickling and then started to lightly run her palms across both nipples. She wanted to get them going, so she could really tickle her in a short while. “Poor, poor Chloe. All tied down and nowhere to hide. I will give you a little break. In fact, just because I am such a nice woman, I think I will give you something to feel good about.” she teased as her palms continued to rub across the nipples.
Chloe felt brief relief as the fingers stopped tickling around her stomach and her ribs. Then her eyes went wide with shock as she felt those hands rubbing against her nipples. That sensation startled her as her nipples were always very responsive to touch. Her eyes looked at her chest and she could see that woman’s hands rubbing all over those nipples. She then looked at Sylvia’s face and she was staring right back at her. She had a look of deviousness on her face, and she wondered why she would be touching her nipples. What really frightened her was the feeling that was flowing through her body was……pleasure. Her nipples were starting to respond and now she was confused. The woman touching her was not a lover, and she hated her. Why would her nipples react in this manner? “Stop….stop touching me like that….” she murmured.
“Hehehee like what? How am I touching you?” Sylvia responded with a wry smile. She knew her nipple rubbing was now having an effect on this trapped woman.
“Y-You’re…..t-touching my n-nipples. Please….don’t touch…..mmmmm….them.” Chloe told her and let a small moan come from her lips. She could feel the hands moving in a circular fashion. Those warms palms rubbing all against her big nipples. She was afraid of becoming aroused. She had no idea what game this woman was playing, but it didn’t bode well for her.
“You don’t like me touching your nipples? I think you like it. I can feel your nipples getting……hard under my touch.” Sylvia teased and then started to rub her palms a little lighter over the buds. She could feel how stiff they were, and she even felt a small tickling sensation in her own hands. She then winked at her victim and smiled. “Or, I could always go back to tickling you.” she told her.
“NO!!! I mean……don’t…..tickle me.” Chloe replied. She started to feel nervous because she was about to have another impossible choice. She definitely did not want to be killed. She did not want to be tickled. She did not want this woman to play with her sexually. Her mind was racing as she knew she had to go with one of those options. The touches on her nipples started to feel very light and even sensual. That gave her an unexpected thrill in her body, and she had to do something. She started to look towards the door of the wine cellar and prayed someone, anyone, would come through that door and rescue her. Then she felt slight tugging at her nipples, and she watched in horror as she saw them gently getting pulled upwards, then released. Her eyes saw that they became very stiff, and she feared what was going to happen to her next.
“Your nipples tell me you like this. Hehehehe Now, I think I will play with them. Are your breasts ticklish by any chance? I hope they are. Unless you tell me to play with your nipples again….” Sylvia threatened. She then started to lightly flutter her fingertips around the outer edges of the larges breasts, and she heard a slight giggle, and the chest was really starting to wobble. She loved how the mounds were shimmying as her fingers continued to tickle them. “Yes, someone is ticklish on her breasts! Hehehe Tickle, tickle, tickle.” she teased.
“Hahahahahahaha stop that!!! Stop tickling my breasts!” Chloe yelled out as she felt the fingers stroking the outer edges. She looked at her chest and saw those fingers moving all around her skin. That seemed to have a two-fold effect on her. That light touch really tickled her, but it also started to make her aroused. She knew she had to fight those sensual urges because she did not want to give this attacker the satisfaction of knowing she got aroused from this torture.
“Yes, you like this. Look at those nipples!!! They are SO hard! Hehehe I think I could do this to you for a while.” Sylvia teased. Her fingers then traced towards the undersides of the breasts, and she heard a very loud gasp. She saw the look on Chloe’s face and then it dawned on her. The undersides of the breasts must have been really sensitive. Now, it was time to really drive her wild. “What do we have here? Ticklish?” she taunted.
Chloe felt those fingers lightly touching underneath her breasts and she felt an incredible sensation tearing through her body. This was another spot she didn’t realize was this ticklish. She knew she was sensitive under her breasts, but no one ever tried to tickle her. She started to really squirm and around and her breasts were jiggling wildly. Her laughter started to come out stronger as the fingers continued their cruel path on that very delicate skin. She started trying to kick her legs, but with her ankles tied to the legs of the desk, it was a futile effort. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP THAT!!! IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHA STOP!” she begged.
Sylvia was really starting to enjoy this moment as her fingers kept moving under those large breasts. She was finding very sensitive spots and the way the chest was moving mesmerized her. She looked on as her fingers moved from the outside edge of the breasts, then slowly moved across that line where the breasts connected to the chest, and then to the inside edge. She loved the way Chloe was laughing her head off as the touch was destroying her. There was one disappointment she had at the moment, and that was she wished Helga, Thalia and Svetlana could be here to witness her tormenting this woman. She wanted to know how she was doing and was she effective enough. They were experts at this method, and she wanted feedback. A victim screaming in laughter validated whatever she was doing was working but was there certain ways to touch the prisoner that would drive them even more crazy. She then left her fingers move up a bit on the undersides and was touching the middle of the mound on the bottom. That forced a loud, ticklish squeal from Chloe and that really amused her. “Ooooh!! Is that a bad spot?” she asked.
Chloe kept laughing as she felt those dastardly fingers continuing to tickle her very ticklish breasts. She heard what Chloe asked her, but she couldn’t respond. She was laughing too hard and couldn’t get the words out. She noticed her nipples were still very stiff and still had no idea as to why. Then the fingers stopped tickling her breasts and she started gasping for air. “Why…..cough cough why….” she gasped.
“Why, what?” Sylvia responded. She wanted to give Chloe a small break because it was time to move to another spot on the body. She then moved towards the waist area as an idea came into her mind.
“Why….do you cough cough cough keep trying to torture cough cough me?” Chloe asked and continued to cough as she tried to recover.
“You sure are dense. Hehehe I told you I wanted to tickle you. I need the practice. If you ask me one more time why I am doing this to you, you are really going to regret it. Now, I am going to be nice to you again. You better enjoy this because it might be the last time I do it to you for pleasure….” Sylvia warned. She then slipped her hand inside the underwear of Chloe and moved her fingers to the helpless pussy. She diddled her fingers a little across the lips and she liked what she felt. The pussy was very warm, and those pubic hairs caressed her skin. “Hmmm….this feels nice.” she teased.
Chloe’s jaw dropped in pure shock as she felt where those fingers were now touching her. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine she would be captured, tied down, tortured and now have the most special place on her body touched by a strange woman. She felt the fingers diddling on her lips and she didn’t even know how to react. That woman’s hand was touching her vagina! She looked towards her groin and saw how the hand was inside her underwear and touching her. She then looked right back at Sylvia and could tell she was enjoying this moment. She felt so weak at the moment. This woman was dominating her more than she could ever imagine. “W-what are you cough cough doing? Why are you touching cough me there??” she asked in confusion.
“I told you I was being nice to you. You have been through a lot so far and I am not done yet. I know you enjoyed your nipples being played with, now it is time I play with your very sweet pussy. Now, don’t worry, I will eventually get this underwear off of you, but in the meantime, enjoy! Because if you force me to stop, I am going to be really, really cruel to you. So shut your mouth and enjoy.” Sylvia told her. She loved the way she controlled the situation. She knew she could do whatever she wanted to Chloe and there was nothing she could do to stop her. The tip of her index finger slipped inside the pussy, and she could feel that warmth. That made her feel her own arousal building and her nipples stiffened under her bra. “Oooh….I like this pussy of yours. I can’t wait to see it.” she teased.
Chloe’s eyes were still opened in shock and her mouth was still wide open, until she had to cough. This woman was fondling her with no remorse, and she just had to take it. She then felt that finger slip inside her and that sent a wave of pleasure through her body. She heard what Sylvia said about enjoying the moment otherwise, she would become even more cruel. She wanted to say something to her. She wanted to scream at her. She wanted to tear her head off, then spit down her throat. But she was trapped and nothing she could do would save her. She then laid her head back and closed her eyes. She tried to imagine it was a lover doing this to her, so she could in fact enjoy the touching. The finger was squirming and moving inside her, and she felt her wetness increasing. Even though she really despised Sylvia, she noticed that she did know how to touch a woman. It was also better than being tickled, so she did her best to try and enjoy this fondling.
Sylvia watched Chloe’s face as she continued to fondle and touch the woman in her most private spot. She liked how she closed her eyes and kept her body still. It was still amazing to her that she was touching this moist womanhood and controlling her. Everything she was doing was new and she wanted to try and create a tickle torture routine. She thought about how her friends tormented Bianca. There seemed to be a pattern on how to inflict the torment. Now she wanted to create her own style with the elements used by Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. She found the clit and started to use her thumb to rub and circle around it. She noticed when she did it, she could hear a very soft moan coming from Chloe. She knew this woman was in shock she was being tortured this way, but her body was now taking over. “That’s right….enjoy this pleasure. Let yourself go.” she whispered towards her.
Chloe was in a state of confusion. She didn’t want any of this to happen, but that thumb on her clit and a finger inside her was really breaking down her walls. It felt incredible after being tickled, and now her hips started to grind a little. The thumb action was really sending waves of pleasure throughout her body, and she tried to fight the feelings, but it was no use. The attacker knew what buttons to push and hers were definitely pressed. “Mmmm…..no…..please…..please don’t….” she moaned.
Sylvia heard those soft moans and words, and she knew she had Chloe right where she wanted her. She was definitely aroused as she could feel more wetness on her hand. From what her friends told her, arousal made the body really sensitive. She then slowly slid her finger out of the wet mound, and her thumb off the clit. She took her hand out from underneath the underwear and made her way towards Chloe’s head. She could see the woman was in heat and now it was time for her to enjoy what she was about to do next. “I bet that felt really good, right?” she whispered to her.
Chloe felt some disappointment that the hand stopped touching her in her vagina. Her mind definitely wanted it to stop, but her body was now in a sexual state. She opened her eyes and saw that face right in front of hers. She would never admit it, but her attacker was a beautiful woman. Her sexual lust wondered if she was going to get an orgasm after all the torture. She heard that question posed to her, and she nodded her head. “Yes….Yes, it felt HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded into laughter as she felt fingers now in her exposed armpits.
“TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!!!” Sylvia shouted as she ran her fingertips very fast across those exposed armpits. She did learn that from her friends the previous night. The art of throwing the victim off. She loved how Chloe was in a state of arousal and her mind would be thinking sex. She definitely would not be able to prepare for an unexpected tickle attack. She loved how loud the laughter was and her fingers moved even faster. She could feel the very soft skin, along with some hair and the reaction she got gave her such happiness. She loved the way her victim was thrashing around now. She had gotten her good and was going to savor this moment.
Chloe was totally unprepared for this attack. She was feeling sexual pleasure at one moment, then all of a sudden, those intense tickling feelings shot right through her like electricity. She broke out into hysterical laughter, and she could see the look of glee on Sylvia’s face. This woman was definitely trying to torture her. She couldn’t even say words as the tickling overwhelmed her. The fingers in the pits were moving too fast and she shut her eyes tight and just let the laughter pour out. She even tried to amplify the sounds of her laughter, hoping someone outside could hear her.
Sylvia noticed the laughter got stronger and she adored it. It meant this woman was suffering from her attack. She started to feel more confident in her skills. This was her first time using tickling as torture and it seemed to be going well. She even got to touch the woman’s pussy and then giggled to herself that the juice from the vagina was being smeared on the armpit as her fingers were stroking that skin. She started to trace around the outside edges of the hollows, going from the top of the hollow to the side, to the bottom, to the other side and back at the top. Once she made it to the top, she then zipped her fingers right down through the pit, making sure she got to the center of the hollow and tickled it really good. She loved the reaction she was getting, and she craved more. “That’s right Chloe! You are going to be tickled. You are going to be tickled until your brain leaks out of your head. There is no one to save you. It is just you and me! Now, laugh!” she shouted, then started to scurry her fingers right in the center of both pits.
Chloe tried her best to arch her back as she felt those evil fingers moving all around her armpits. She wished she could close her arms to protect that area, but her wrists were tied above her head, and she was helpless. She heard those words and she felt true fear. No one had come to save her. No one knew she was here at the moment. It was just her and this evil woman tickling her. She never dreamed something like this could ever happen. Hearing that threat of being tickled forever started to get her emotional. She just lost her husband yesterday and now; she was being tormented. It was a horrible two days. Days she would never forget. She then felt those fingers scurrying in the middle of her armpits and she lost it. Chloe could feel the warms tears starting to fall down her face as she was starting to break.
“Awwww…..look at you! Are you…….crying? hehehehe The mighty Chloe Barbieri is crying because of a little tickle tickle?” Sylvia taunted as she observed the tears falling from the eyes. Seeing her victim crying was always a joyous moment. To have it while she was tickling her made it even sweeter because it meant what she was doing was effective. She also realized that even though she was tickling this woman silly, there were no signs of a physical attack on the body. Now, the full realization of this method hit her. She could torture another person and there would be no proof. “So, that’s why they also do this. They know there is no evidence. Those women are SO smart!” she thought to herself.
Chloe started to panic as her breathing became labored. The tickling was prolonged and all she could do was laugh. She wanted to have some kind of mercy so she could breathe again. Then it appeared as though Sylvia was reading her mind and the fingers stopped scurrying in her armpits. She let out a very loud groan as the tickling stopped and she could get some kind of relief. As she tried to regain her breath, her emotions boiled over and now she started to cry. This torture was far more terrible than she ever imagined. “Why? Why me? sob Antonio…..Antonio….” she cried as she thought about her recently deceased spouse.
Sylvia smiled as she heard those cries. The fact she was mentioning her husband made her feel excited. It felt good knowing she was the one responsible for this couple’s misery. Chloe would never know she was the responsible one for taking away her spouse, but she would definitely know who put her through more hell. Since the emotions of the entire two days were now breaking Chloe down, she figured she could continue to torture her, then for the final humiliation, force her to orgasm at the hands of someone other than her husband, the day after he passed. She knew that would break her forever. “Poor, poor Chloe. I do have some good news. We are almost done. I am having so much fun! Now, I want to explore another area of your body. I am sure you will know what it is once I am there. You shouldn’t be too surprised because it is a very well-known part when this kind of activity happens. Hehehe” she threatened.
Chloe continued to sob as she thought about the nightmare she was in. Her world was crashing down, and this woman would not stop torturing her. She kept crying as her body felt the emotional weight of the events that happened to her. She was a little happy the tickling had stopped for the moment. She closed her eyes and just let her emotions flow. She didn’t care if Sylvia saw her. This was all too much for her. She didn’t even hear what Sylvia told her. All she thought about was her emotional pain.
Sylvia made her way towards the helpless feet. She looked at those stockings that started at mid-thigh, went over the knee and covered the feet. The white stockings seemed to be made of the finest Chinese silk. She chuckled under her breath as this rich woman was being broken down. She then saw the right foot and grinned. It looked so helpless. She then pinched the big toe at the tip and gave it a wiggle. She then proceeded to wiggle each toe and then let out a sinister laugh. “Oh yes, this will be really fun. Hey Chloe, do you have ticklish feet by any chance?” she asked.
Chloe heard words being spoken, but she still did not understand them as she was in so much emotional pain. Then she felt her toes being wiggled and her eyes popped open! Through her tear-soaked eyes, she saw Sylvia at her feet and wiggling her toes. The air went out of her body as her brain now understood what was about to happen next. Her feet were going to be tickled! She already knew they were very ticklish because whenever someone tickled her feet, it was always the spot that made her lose control. Her brain told her that if her feet were tickled now, she would definitely lose her mind. After all the tickle torture and sexual teasing, she knew having her feet tickled would be the worst thing to happen to her. “NO!!! PLEASE NO!!!! DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET!!!! WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET!!!” she begged.
“Wow!! Someone sounds frightened about having her feet touched. I will take that as a yes. You DO have ticklish feet. Hehehe I am going to savor this. Can you imagine how much I want to tickle your feet? Oh, and when I get to your barefeet, I think we will both never forget it. hehehehehe” Sylvia taunted. She then placed her palms on both soles and pressed her flesh against them. She wanted to intimidate Chloe and put that deep fear into her body. Just like Bianca begged to not have her feet tickled, she wanted Chloe to sound really desperate. She craved that begging and she was going to get it. She flinched her hands and she smiled when she saw the reaction.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOO!!! Please…..whoever you are….do not tickle my feet. I don’t want my feet tickled.” Chloe begged.
“But I want to tickle them! You couldn’t possibly think that after all that I have done to you, your feet were not going to be tickled, right? What are you willing to do to prevent me from having some fun with your feet?” Sylvia asked. She was curious about how desperate Chloe would be and how she would beg.
Chloe’s mind raced as she felt those hands on her feet. They weren’t being tickled yet, but when it started, she knew she was going to lose all of her dignity and emotional control. Her feet were so sensitive at the moment, and she was petrified. She heard Sylvia’s words and now it was time for her to beg. “ANYTHING!!! Um…..You….you can…..you know, play with my pussy. You were touching me earlier. You can have me. Please take me there.” she begged, hoping that would entice her tormentor.
“haha….hahahaha…..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Sylvia laughed as she heard the whimpering of Chloe. The offer she was given confirmed that this woman was broken. She was offering her pussy to her as a way to avoid the foot tickling she wanted to give her. It was such a good feeling knowing she had her in this position. This was different than what she felt when she broke prisoners through painful methods. Just the mere idea of having your feet tickled so that you would offer sex blew her mind. She then moved her hands away from the trapped feet and she looked right at that face of fear. “You really want me to touch that pussy of yours to avoid having me tickle your feet?” she asked.
Chloe felt ashamed when she heard that question. Her tormentor had a very good point. She was literally offering her most precious spot on her body just to avoid having her feet tickled. This was a thought she would have never thought of in her life until this moment. She closed her eyes and shame and pondered everything at the moment. She was getting desperate and having this woman touch her intimately would only prevent her from having her feet tickled. Not having them burned or whipped. Tickled. A wave of humiliation started to wash over her body as she slowly opened her eyes. She was a defeated woman. “Yes….please don’t tickle me anymore.” she said softly.
“Wow….I must say that is an interesting offer. I got to touch your pussy and it felt very nice! Let me see it first, then I will decide if I want your pussy instead of your feet. Hehehe” Sylvia told her. She then moved her way towards the hips and stared at the underwear. She felt dominant. She felt she was in control of this woman’s emotions and no pain was needed. She looked at Chloe’s face again and could see her closing her eyes, and desperately trying to keep her emotions in check. She then reached forward and pulled out her knife again. She placed the blade against the hem of the underwear, then started to slice the material. She could see how Chloe’s body went rigid, probably afraid she was going to be cut by the blade. The underwear was destroyed and now she started to remove the shredded garment. She pulled the underwear from the groin and held it up. Sylvia figured she would keep this underwear as a trophy. Now, her prisoner was naked except for the stockings on her legs and feet. Her eyes looked at the groin and she could see the pussy. An erotic thrill went through her body, and she loved how that pussy looked. There was slight pubic hair, but she could see those pouty lips. She could see those pink folds and she felt her nipples tingling. This moment was very erotic to her. “Why Chloe, you have a very pretty pussy! I like it.” she told her.
Chloe’s face went deep red with shame. She felt her underwear being cut off and she felt the garment coming off her body. She knew her most private area was about to be exposed and it was because of her desperation. She didn’t know how to feel at the moment. She knew Sylvia was looking at her pussy, but she wasn’t getting tickled at the moment. It was buying her time and she hoped it would be enough of a pause where someone could finally go looking for her. She did like the compliment given to her as she always made sure she groomed herself between her legs. She didn’t like a lot of pubic hair, so she kept it to a minimum. Her husband loved it like that, and she did too. Then she gasped as she felt a finger sliding up the slit. It surprised her, but it also sent a wave of pleasure in her body. “Y-You like it?” she asked.
“Yes, I do! It is a very pretty pussy and my hand loves touching it. Hmmm….do you like me touching you here?” Sylvia asked.
“Yes….um, I do. You can….touch me.” Chloe responded. She felt very nervous as the finger kept sliding up and down her slit. She wondered if she was going to be pleasured and released. She hoped the tickling finally stopped and this woman would be far more interested in touching her pussy than tickling her.
“I like this pussy. In fact, I think I will make you cum!” Sylvia announced. She then used her thumb to circle and press against that hidden love button. She heard a soft moan coming from Chloe and knew she was getting turned on. She remembered something else from the previous night. After Thalia ripped an orgasm from Bianca’s body, the poor woman was far more sensitive. They briefly tickled her after that orgasm, and everything seemed even worse. She figured she would do the same to Chloe. Lull her into a sense of orgasmic pleasure, then tickle her feet until she snapped and lost all sense of reality. It was exciting to her because she did like making women lovers of hers cum very hard. There was something very exciting about having a woman orgasm over her touch instead of a man. She then started to play with the pussy and could feel it getting wet. She slipped her finger inside the pussy and started to “fingerbang” this delightful area. “That’s right Chloe, you are going to cum for me. You will be a good girl and give me your orgasm. Or….you know what happens. Hehehe” she threatened.
Chloe felt those fingers touching her most intimate area and she heard the threat. In a way, she was relieved that she had a way to avoid that horrible torture. She could feel some kind of sexual pleasure to spare the rest of her sanity. She felt that thumb work its magic on her clit, and she decided she would let herself go and just have an orgasm. If that is what it took to be spared from torture, she was going to do it. She closed her eyes and started to grind her hips. The way the finger was banging inside her got her going. She felt her nipples on fire and her loins were feeling great pleasure. She imagined herself with her lover and moved her hips as though a male penis was inside her. Her moans started to increase with intensity, and she wanted to feel this joy.
Sylvia could feel those hips grinding and she had Chloe right where she wanted her. Even though Chloe was now willing to give her an orgasm, she thought about she would have to practice forcing an orgasm out of a woman in the future. She started to think in between her assassination assignments and other various tasks, she would capture women and just play with them. To tickle them to the brink of insanity and tear orgasms from them. She wanted to one day hook up with her bounty hunter friends and they could have a tickle torture party with captured women. She wanted to show off her skills so that they would be impressed. She looked at the pussy she was playing with and could see how her hand was touching the right spots. “Come on Chloe, give it to me. Give me that cum. Give it to me….” she whispered as her finger continued to play with that vagina.
Chloe heard those words and she started to feel an increased sense of sexual pleasure. She had allowed herself to enjoy the moment and she could feel the pangs of an orgasm starting to build. She was getting close to that beautiful feeling, and she also got very excited over something else. If she had her orgasm, then perhaps she would be freed, and her nightmare would be over. That got her extra excited and now she felt her body responding to that hope. She was impressed with the way Sylvia was playing with her body. She figured this woman must have had many lesbian experiences because she was bringing out genuine sexual pleasure from her body. Then she felt it. She felt the orgasm starting to build and she was so close. The wave of erotic pleasure was starting to crest, and she told herself to let it all out. Then she felt that thumb press on her clit one more time and it hit! “OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH YES!!! YES!!!!!! OH OH OH OH OH!!!!” she screamed as the orgasm washed over her.
Sylvia felt her own wetness increase as she knew Chloe had her orgasm. She looked down and saw the love honey starting to squirt out. That really pleased her because her prisoner had a massive orgasm. Even though Chloe was her prisoner, she still felt proud she was able to make this woman lose control and have a very big orgasm. She did a few more presses with her thumb on the clit and she felt the body shuddering. She then slowly pulled her hand away from that saturated pussy and looked at her hand. She smiled as she saw how the love juices glistened on her hand. She felt proud of herself, and she wanted to taste her victory. She licked her fingers and enjoyed the taste. “mmm….you taste pretty good, Chloe. You have a delicious pussy.” she teased.
“Mmmmmm…..mmmmm…..” Chloe moaned as she started to come down her orgasmic high. She heard how delicious her womanhood was and she felt proud. That was the same thing Antonio would tell her after they had sex, and it made her feel that love. Then she thought about her former husband and now her emotions started to return. She just had on orgasm at the hands of someone else instead of him. That started to break her heart. She felt her eyes welling up with tears and now the shame of the entire moment started to hit her. “Antonio…..I’m sorry. I’m sorry baby…..” she started to cry.
Sylvia listened to Chloe starting to cry and she felt this sense of happiness. She knew she should be ashamed of feeling good over this woman’s misery, but she couldn’t help it. There was something about dominating her that got her going. She then went closer to Chloe’s head and leaned down. She wanted to tell her something that she knew would break this woman’s mind, body and soul. “There, there Chloe. It is a terrible thing to have sex a day after your husband died. You are a terrible person. So, because you were so willing to give your body up so easily to someone else a day after your husband passed away, I will have to punish you. Listen to me and listen good. I am going to tickle your feet. I will tickle your feet until you join Antonio…,hehehe” she whispered.
Chloe felt her heart stop when she heard those ominous words. She stopped her crying for a moment and looked over to her right. She saw Sylvia’s face so close to hers and she had that evil smile. Even after she gave up an orgasm to this woman, she wanted to torture her. Not only did she threaten to tickle her again, but she also made her feel horrible that she did in fact give up her pussy to a woman a day after her husband died. She watched in horror as she saw Sylvia stand straight up and headed towards her feet. She was in total shock. For some reason she felt betrayed. This woman was still going to torture her even after she did the unthinkable and gave herself to her. “No….no you can’t! You promised!!” she screamed.
“What did I promise you? I don’t recall any promises made…..” Sylvia told her bluntly.
“You were supposed to stop torturing me if I gave you an orgasm!!! I gave….I gave it to you. Why? Why do you want to still torture me? Please….just leave me alone.” Chloe pleaded. She was getting desperate and felt every single nerve in her body on fire and she just could not be touched anymore. She started to fear for her life as she knew she would not be able to handle this moment.
“You offered me your pussy instead of tickling your feet. I never promised I wouldn’t tickle your feet AFTER I got your orgasm. I just didn’t tickle your feet at that moment. Hehehe Now, let’s see these feet of yours.” Sylvia told her. She knew Chloe was a mess emotionally, mentally and physically. She then looked at the right foot and saw it trembling. She felt a chill going through her body because she knew once she touched this foot, it would send Chloe through the ceiling and potentially the heavens.
Chloe saw Sylvia at her feet and now she was scared out of her mind. Her feet were still going to be tortured after all. She started to sweat and wriggle her body. She saw those hands so close to her feet. She wondered if this was all a nightmare, and she would awaken soon. Then she squealed as she felt hands wrapped around her right foot. She looked towards that foot and saw Sylvia’s hands wrapped around it and she started to feel a slight squeeze. The slightest touch was already sending ticklish vibrations in her body and knew this was not going to be a good experience. “Hehehehehe please!!! Do not touch my feet! Whoever you are, please don’t tickle my feet! I will die!” she begged.
Sylvia smiled when she heard those nervous giggles coming from Chloe. She loved the feeling of this foot in her hands and started to get excited. The fear in her victim was intoxicating and she couldn’t resist. She looked at the foot and saw the toes already curling inside that stocking. She started to wonder what the foot actually looked like. She wondered if it was going to be a pretty foot. She decided she would expose this foot. If it was an ugly foot, she would cover it again and just torment her for having nasty feet. She then took her left hand off the foot and then grabbed the tip of the stocking. She pulled the fabric away from the toes and started to tear at it. The material was very fine silk, so it would tear easily. The hole in the toe area got bigger and when it was large enough, she let go of the foot and started to tear away at the material. Soon, she ripped away the entire foot part of the sticking and tossed the shredded material over her shoulder. Sylvia then looked down at the naked foot and she smiled. It was a very pretty foot! The foot was probably a size 9, and those toes were quite long. She then positioned her body so she could see the bottom of the foot and was not disappointed by what she saw. The sole was long and narrow. The arch was low, but still had a nice design to it. The heel and ball of the foot had a pinkish color to it, and the arch was a lighter shade of pink, close to pale. The undersides of the toes were pinkish as well. “My, my my. You sure have a nice-looking foot there! Good job!” she joked.
Chloe watched in horror as one of her favorite and expensive stockings was ripped to shreds at the foot area. She looked on as her foot was exposed and now this woman was examining her foot. In an odd feeling, she liked the compliment as she always tried to take good care of her feet. But this woman wanted to torture her. She felt nervous and hoped she would not be tickled, even though she knew it was really going to happen. “T-Thank you…..please. Don’t tickle me. I can’t stand it! Just please, DON’T!!!” she begged.
“With a foot that looks this nice, how can I NOT tickle it?” Sylvia teased, then quickly stroked her index finger up the sole. She was delighted when she saw the foot wiggling wildly from that simple touch.
“NOOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA that tickled!!!!” Chloe screamed when she felt that finger slide up her sole. That ticklish feeling was much worse than she thought. Her entire body was feeling nervous, so any sensations were sure to be amplified. She saw the sadistic smirk on Sylvia’s face and knew she was in imminent danger. “Please don’t tickle my FEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as fingers ran up and down her foot.
Sylvia couldn’t hold back anymore. The reaction she got from a single stroke really got her excited and she had to continue to tickle that naked foot. She placed her right hand on top of the foot, to try and hold it still, as her fingers on the left hand tickled up and down that sole. She was also very pleased that the skin was so soft. There weren’t any callouses, and the skin was very smooth. This only confirmed that this woman definitely made it a purpose to take care of her feet. She took care of her own, but not to this degree. The skin was very soft and supple. She looked up and saw that look of ticklish terror on Chloe’s face. She could see all of her teeth as the mouth was wide open and heard that hysterical laughter. Her fingers slowed down a bit so she could prolong this sensation. She really wanted to send a message to Chloe that she was going to truly suffer. “Such ticklish feet!!! I don’t think I will be able to stop myself. Hehehe” she taunted.
Chloe continued to scream as those fingers tickled her sole. There didn’t seem to be any pattern to the tickling. The fingers moved all over her foot. She also couldn’t get her foot to move as she felt that warm hand holding the top of that foot. She squealed when the fingers went near her instep, which was a very sensitive spot. Then she screamed when the fingers went back into the center of the arch. She was getting to be desperate at this moment as the feelings overwhelmed her. She was more sensitive after her orgasm, and this was a lot worse than she could ever imagine.
Sylvia got lost in her tickling attack. She looked at her fingers moving all over the foot. She could see it when she touched the heel and got a nice laugh from Chloe. She also noticed the tone of the laughter became louder whenever she touched the arch and instep areas. She figured she should study the weak spots on these feet. It could be helpful knowledge whenever she tickled feet again. Would all women have the same weak spots? She decided she would file that question in the back of her mind and use it as a focus to capture more women and tickle them. Her eyes looked at those long toes wiggling, and she remembered how sensitive Bianca was on her toes. Sylvia knew the arch was very receptive, but would the toes be as well? She then slowly dragged her fingers towards the toes by going over the ball of the foot and made it to the base of the toes. She saw the toes curling very tight, so she released her right hand from the top of the foot, grabbed the tips of the toes with her fingers, and using her strength, pulled those toes back, exposing those delicate undersides. The mere touching of the toes seemed to get Chloe to laugh harder and now she figured these toes would be highly sensitive. “Hey, do you think your toes are ticklish?” she teasingly asked.
Chloe could barely comprehend the moment. Those fingers tickling the bottom of her foot did not stop. She felt horrible whenever they lingered in her arch and instep area. She just could not stop screaming and laughing. The sensations were overbearing, and her nervous system was on fire. Then she felt fingers pulling her toes back and even that sent her into a fit of hysterics. She tried to curl her toes again, but she couldn’t do it. When she felt those fingers holding back her toes, she couldn’t stop giggling and laughing. Then she heard those words. Even though her mind was racing a million miles a second, when she heard that question from Sylvia, she lost it. “NOOOOOOO!!! DON’T TOUCH ME!!!! HEHEHEHEHE DON’T TOUCH MY TOES!!!!” she begged.
“Guess that answers my question. Hahaha” Syliva chuckled. She then started to flutter the tips of her fingers on the stems of the long toes and now she had to hold onto tightly because her victim was thrashing around as much as she could. This only motivated her to keep tickling these delicate toes as she wanted to see just how far she could push her. The fingers stroked those very soft undersides and focused on the base of the toes, which only seemed to further torment her prisoner. She started to laugh because Chloe could not stop laughing. She remembered whenever she was being playful with a female friend or a lover, a quick tickle of the foot always seemed to bring out the best laughs. Now she was intent on torturing her, so this style of tickling was far more ruthless. That made her feel even more excited because she was inflicting such a powerful feeling on Chloe. The toes were a very good spot and then she pulled her hands away. It was time to give this woman a break. She wanted to hear her beg again. “So, how are you feeling? Hehehehe” she asked sarcastically.
Chloe felt absolutely terrible at the moment. Even though the foot tickling had stopped, she could still feel those vibrations in her body. She kept trying to bring in air and her mind was still racing. She had to somehow get free. She knew she wasn’t going to last much longer, and she was going to snap. This woman had broken her and if she didn’t get free, she would probably never be the same ever again in her life. She rolled her head side to side, trying to bring in as much air as she could. She felt miserable and was already humiliated. Her emotions started to return, and she started to cry again. This was getting to be too much for her, and she just couldn’t take it anymore. “Please no more…..no more…” she whimpered.
Sylvia smiled when she heard the crying resume. She knew she broke this woman and was now destroying any shred of self-worth she had left. She felt proud because she didn’t know if she could be just as talented as her bounty hunting friends. She looked around the room and knew she didn’t have much time left. Her eyes then went over to the left foot and saw it trembling. She wanted to torture that naked right foot again, but then thought she should play with the left. A naughty thought entered her mind as she formulated a plan for that other foot. She wondered if she could just blow Chloe’s mind with a different style of tickling. She moved her body over to the left foot and then grabbed the tip of the stocking and once again, started to tear away the silk material. “Time to get a look at this foot! Hehehe” she teased.
Chloe kept crying as she felt her left stocking getting torn. She couldn’t resist anymore. Her body was exhausted, and she was mentally drained. This torture had taken a severe toll on her emotions, and she couldn’t move anymore. She felt the material coming off her left foot and she started to cry louder. She knew that her left foot was going to be tortured as well and there was nothing she could do to stop it. “Please leave me alone sob leave me alone…I sob beg you…..” she whimpered in a soft voice.
Sylvia ignored those whimpers and finished shredding the fabric from the foot. She grinned as she saw the now exposed left foot and was very pleased. It was just as beautiful as the right foot. She took a moment to look over Chloe’s body. The only shred of clothing she had left on her body were those stockings going from her ankles, over her knees, up to the middle of the thighs. It was such a beautiful sight to see. She could still see the naked pussy was moist. She saw the sheen of sweat covering the torso and face. There was also something very exciting about seeing two naked feet sticking out from the stockings. She really liked that look and saw those pinkish soles. She thought of another idea and now she felt a little nervous. Sylvia once did this action with a lover, and it was a good moment during that sexual encounter. She wondered what the effect would be on Chloe. She wrapped her hands around the foot and now she put her face at eye level with the foot. She was happy there was no resistance from Chloe. All that woman was doing was letting herself cry heavily. Her eyes then stared at those long toes, and she brought her face closer to them. She could smell the foot a little and it wasn’t a bad smell. Since she removed the boots, the feet got a chance to air out a little. She then stuck out her tongue and slowly brought it close to the big toe. The tip of her tongue then landed at the base of the big toe, then she slowly licked the bottom of the big toe. The pad of her tongue slowly slid up the toe and she heard a delightful squeal coming from Chloe. “Mmmm…..delicious.” she said loud enough for Chloe to hear her.
Chloe felt that tongue sliding against the bottom of her big toe, and she had no idea how to react. She was still crying, then felt a jolt of pleasure flowing through her body. That made her pause her crying for a moment as more jolts of pleasure were starting to flow through her. She felt that very wet tongue sliding along each of her toes, and she was so confused. This woman was a mixture of evil and sensual. When she thought she was going to lose her mind with the intense tickling, she would then feel these sexual pleasures. Her toes were very receptive to this licking, but she did not want to let out a moan. This was much better than being tickled, but she didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of giving her sexual pleasure again. She thought if she did, then it would only make her tickle her again.
Sylvia continued to lick the toes and she felt her own sexual pleasure in doing so. There was something about dominating this woman and licking her toes that gave her such a thrill. She let the tip of her tongue glide along those undersides of the toes, trying to taste this very soft skin. Then when she finished licking the baby toe of the left foot, she went back to the big toe and slipped it inside her mouth. She then started to suck on the toe, and she thought it tasted very good. “Mmmm….” she moaned as she started to suck on the big toe harder.
Chloe’s mouth went wide open, but no sound came out. She wanted to cry. She felt so humiliated, and so defeated, she wanted to let her emotions out. Then her toe was getting sucked on, and her body wanted to feel that pleasure instead. She thought this was another form of torture because she couldn’t even control her own emotions. Just when she thought she would feel a certain way, her attacker would change it up and force her emotions to change as well. She really tried to fight the feeling of pleasure, but her body took control. “Mmmmm…..my toe….my toe….” she cooed.
Sylvia smiled when she heard those sweet noises. She was enjoying herself and now she let her tongue swirl around the digit. She heard some slight giggles mixed with the moaning and she had Chloe right where she wanted her. Just like she did with that pussy, she wanted to give this woman intense sexual pleasure, then would torture her again. She was learning a style and wanted to try different things. She then released the big toe from her mouth, and she looked at the moist digit. It was drenched in her saliva and she figured she could taste the other toes. She wished she could stick the remaining four toes in her mouth at one, but they were long, and the foot was big. She then slipped the index and middle toes in her mouth and gave it a very hard suckle.
“Ooooooohhhh mmmmmmmmmm…..” Chloe moaned as she felt her next two toes getting sucked on. The sensation was incredible, and she was at the emotional mercy of this woman. She was like a puppet and the puppet master was pulling on her strings and making her react anyway she wanted. She bit her lower lip as the tongue slid between her toes and it tickled her a little. She didn’t want to laugh either because if she did, then the tickling would return. Then she felt her toes leave the very warm cavern of the mouth and then her ring toe and baby toe went inside that mouth. That brought another wave of pleasure through her body, and she wanted to escape. She felt her pussy moistening once again and felt so weak. She was losing control of her own body and that really affected her.
Sylvia wanted to drive Chloe wild, but she was also enjoying herself a lot. The toes tasted wonderful, and she loved the way her tongue would slide between the digits, and caused little jerks of the foot. She knew she was probably tickling the foot a little and once again her tickle lust started to increase. She gave one last suck of the toes, then let them slide out of her mouth. She looked at the glistening toes and decided it was time to torture Chloe one last time. She then placed the flat of her tongue on the heel and slowly slid it up the length of the sole. She loved how the foot tasted and would have to explore this form of pleasure with other future victims. Her tongue slid through the arch, and off the ball of the foot. Her eyes then looked at that wet path she created, and a sinister smile formed on her face. It was time to push this woman over the edge.
Chloe felt that pleasure still going through her body. It felt amazing and she felt confused. She really wanted to let go sexually, but the sadness started to return. There was nothing she could say or do for this woman to stop. No one came to save her, and she was defeated. She closed her eyes and thought about the entire situation. As she was about to think about how it all started, she felt fingers raking up and down her left foot at a very rapid pace. Her eyes popped wide open, and that familiar sensation hit her like a ton of bricks. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA WHY? HAHAHAHAHAHA WHY?? HAHAHAHAHA STOP! STOP PLEASE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded in laughter.
Sylvia chuckled as she heard that explosive laughter. She was amazed over how easy it was to set up Chloe time and time again. She started to believe her random way of attacking probably kept the woman off guard so any change would blow her mind. She wondered if that should be her style, or should she adopt the methodical method her friends used on Bianca. She was excited to keep experimenting, but it was time to finish this woman. She knew her time was short and eventually the entire compound would come looking for the Madame of the house. Her fingers ran up and down that foot, and she made sure she used her nails. The nails weren’t long because she needed her hands to be completely dexterous to do her job. They were long enough to cause scratches on skin, so she used them to rake up and down the bottom of this delicate foot. Hearing that scream really got her excited and she focused on the arch area. That was a really sensitive area and she wanted to shove Chloe to that edge. Sylvia wanted Chloe to be a broken soul. If she wasn’t going to be killed, she wanted to make her wish she was dead. “That’s right, bitch. Laugh. Laugh and laugh and laugh for me. You are worthless and I broke you….” she bragged.
Chloe continued to scream as those nails went up and down her foot. Her body didn’t even move. Her body had quit on her and she submitted herself. The ticklish shockwaves completely consumed her, and she thought she would forever be tickled. She closed her eyes and just let out her screams. She wished she could pass out, so she would never feel this feeling again. When the fingers hit her instep, she lost it. Her mind was on the verge of snapping, and she would never be the same again. Then she heard a noise. It was faint, but there was a noise that came from outside this room.
Sylvia immediately stopped her tickling as she heard a noise coming from upstairs. She realized that someone may have come into the guest house. She felt nervous as there was no other exit in this wine cellar. The only way out was up those stairs and out of the guest house. She had to figure out a way to escape without being seen. She then walked over to Chloe’s head and heard her still giggling, mixed with some crying. She leaned down and kissed her forehead. She let her fingers caress the sweaty black hair and she smiled. “You were a lot of fun. I want to thank you for being my first tickle victim. Hehehe I have to go now, but I want you to always remember me. I want you to think of me often. I plan to come back here one day, and I will kidnap you. I will take you away and you will never be seen again. I won’t kill you, but you will be tickled every day! Then I will make you cream yourself every time. Hehehe Goodbye Chloe, see you soon….” she whispered into her ear.
Chloe heard those words and she started to cry. This woman was going to be an eternal nightmare for her and there would be no escape. The tears started to get heavy, and she wished it would all stop. Her emotions overtook her and now she just wanted to cry. She closed her eyes and sobbed heavily. She didn’t see her attacker leave. She just let herself fall apart and be frightened the rest of her days.
Sylvia slowly made her way up the stairs and by the door. She listened for noises, and it was quiet in the guest house. She then thought of an idea for her to escape and have the rest of the compound not pay attention to her. She was still dressed in a handmaiden’s uniform and could use that to her advantage. She opened the door to the cellar and slowly got inside the guest house. She looked towards a window and saw a bunch of people moving around quickly. There were men searching for something, and handmaidens also looking around. She then quickly made her way to the front door of the guest house. This was her moment. She went out into the garden and then went up to a group of security guards. “HELP!!! HELP!!! I FOUND HER!!! I found her!!!! She is in the wine cellar! It looked like someone attacked her!!” she yelled.
“Signora Barbieri is in the guest house?! I was just in there!” a security guard responded.
“Yes, she is in the guest house. I went in after you and checked the wine cellar! She needs help!!!” Sylvia yelled. She then watched as the group of security guards and handmaidens went running into the guest house and eventually the wine cellar. She then let out a small grin and headed to the main house. It was time for her to leave the premises. She made it inside and then took off the dress and put on her regular clothing. She then quickly slipped out through the front door, then made it to the trees and made her escape. She was close to the guest house and could still hear the commotion.
“Somebody get the doctor!!! We found her! And….she’s naked!!! Get help! Someone attacked her!” a handmaiden screamed in terror.
Sylvia put on her cloak, then the hood over her head. She started to walk away from the compound with a satisfied smile. Her mission was completed. She felt a surge of excitement as she accomplished her scheduled assignment, and also her attempt to experiment and test out a new torture method. She thought about Chloe and what she told her. She didn’t plan on returning to this compound but wanted to make Chloe fearful for the rest of her life. That woman’s life was never going to be the same. She would forever live in fear in her mind and suffer emotionally. Sylvia loved her job and now it was going to be much better! She could not wait until she practiced again on some unsuspecting woman. She wanted to learn the art of tickle torture more and become just as fearsome as Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. “Hehehee that was fun. I can’t wait to try it again……” she giggled to herself.
TIME: SPRING 1889 (set right after the series The Deputy & The Outlaw: Retribution)
Sylvia sat in a hotel room in Sofia, Bulgaria and was relaxing. She finished another assassination assignment a week ago, and she wanted to take some time off. She went to Bulgaria to stay with another bounty hunter, and she loved the company. It was a warm spring day and she looked outside into the garden behind the hotel. Her partner in crime was out and about and she was going to read a book in a little bit. As she stared into the garden, she thought about perhaps later on she would find some random woman and have fun with her. She thought about the past year and how much fun she had. In between her assignments, she would then go find some random woman, capture them, and then tickle them into a broken mess. Sylvia thought about the past year since she learned the art of tickle torture. She hasn’t heard from Thalia, Helga or Svetlana during the past year, but that wasn’t surprising. They had different assignments and could be in different parts of the world. She did get to practice the art of tickle torture and was very pleased with her progress. She found certain weak spots to exploit, and she loved how she forced her victims to have major orgasms. Sometimes she would think about her very first victim, Chloe. She wondered if she was still looking over her shoulder every day, fearful that she would be captured once again. Her trance was then broken when she heard the door open, and her friend entered with a man that looked like a courier.
“Hello Sylvia, look who I found. It looks like you might have a new assignment. Hehe” The female bounty hunter smiled.
“Well, a woman’s work is never done. Hehehehe” Sylvia giggled. She wondered what her next assignment was, and where it would be located. She then walked up to the courier, and he handed her a sealed envelope. She took it from him, and he departed. She walked over to the sofa and sat down. She carefully opened the envelope and removed the letter. She then opened it up, and as she read it, her right eyebrow rose up. “This is interesting. Looks like my next assignment will take me to Greece. Christos Andino wants to meet with me. I wonder what he wants me to do.” she said as she read the letter.
“Christos Andino? That ought to be really good then. Good luck. Hehehe Who knows, maybe he wants to fuck you. Word is his sexual appetite is out of control. Oh, and say hello to Thalia for me.” the female bounty hunter giggled.
Sylvia smiled back and then got up from the sofa. She had to get ready to leave for Greece for a new adventure. She got dressed and it wasn’t long before she headed out the door and prepared to travel to Greece. It wasn’t going to be a quick journey, but she would be there in due time. She said goodbye to her friend, and she headed out towards the train station.
GREECE
Sylvia looked out the window of a carriage as she headed towards the Andino home. She felt a little relaxed after her long journey. She was happy she was in Bulgaria and not a more distant location like Germany. As she looked out the window, she saw the trees passing by and it was already dusk. She wondered what the assignment would be. Would he ask her to kill someone? Would he ask her to kidnap someone and bring them to him? One thing she hoped to see was her friend Thalia. She knew Thalia was most likely going to be there, unless she was off on a mission to bring more sex slaves to Christos. She then arrived at the mansion and exited the carriage. She put on her hood from her cloak and made the walk towards the mansion. She loved the cool air hitting her face and it didn’t take long for her to make it to the door. She knocked on the massive door, then it opened. She was greeted by a butler and was led to an empty study. She looked around the room and saw all the books. She then heard a door open, and she smiled. Entering the room were two people. Christos Andino and his main bodyguard, Thalia Laskaris.
“Sylvia Cartier! You made it! Thank you for coming. It is really good to see you.” Christos said as she approached Sylvia. He then gave her a brief hug and smiled as she removed her hood. He did like her very beautiful face and he wondered if he could ever have sex with her. He asked before, but she always declined.
“Good to see you Christos! I am glad to be here. Thalia? It is really good to see you, my friend. It has been what? A year since I last saw you? You look great.” Sylvia responded and then looked at the Greek bounty hunter. She was a little excited and once she got her assignment, she wanted to talk to Thalia and tell her how she got into tickle torturing helpless women.
“Yes, it has been a long time. Good to see you, Sylvia.” Thalia responded. She was very happy to see Sylvia, but she couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. She knew why Christos wanted to hire her. She wanted to participate, but he told her to stay with the harem as he remembered the defeat she had recently.
“So, what is my assignment? I am ready to execute the plan.” Sylvia told him. She was anxious and wanted to prepare for whatever it was. She loved planning out her assignments and loved a challenge.
“It is very simple. I want you to take care of a problem for me. I also want you to help set something up for me. The assignment is in the United States and Mexico.” Christos told her with a smile.
“Oh? America? Interesting. Tell me, what am I supposed to do?” Sylvia asked. She hadn’t visited North America since she was living in New York, prior to her assassin days. It was kind of exciting and she wondered what she would be doing there. She sat down and when Christos explained his request, her jaw dropped. She was stunned to listen that his potential sale of sex slaves was interrupted by a single woman. She listened intently as she heard about what happened in Santa Selena. She almost fell out of her chair when she heard that Helga and Svetlana were now serving time in a prison in California. Then she listened with great interest when just weeks ago, Thalia had been defeated by that same deputy. She felt the wind come out of her lungs as she listened how that entire attempt to bring the deputy to Greece had been foiled. Sylvia heard that her assignment was to help set up a new sex ring with Priscilla Montenegro, and then she was to pursue this deputy and bring her back to Greece a broken soul. “Deputy Darby Reeves? Wait, a deputy caused all of this?” she asked.
“Yes! I don’t know who this woman is, but she has foiled my plans TWICE now! I even lost all the land I purchased! I want her to be taken care of! Now, this assignment will be different for you. Do not kill her. I want her alive and physically healthy. This woman has to be some kind of superhuman. No one ruins my plans and defeats my greatest warrior and survives.” Christos responded, then slammed his fist on the table.
Sylvia was still in shock as she listened to Christos. It seemed impossible that Helga and Svetlana could be defeated. It was even more shocking that Thalia was defeated in combat. No one could beat her, especially another woman. She looked over towards Thalia and could tell in her demeanor that she was really embarrassed to listen to what happened to her. She was disappointed that she was told not to kill anyone on this assignment. It would still be an interesting challenge though. She received some paperwork with details. It was the location of Priscilla’s home in Mexico, and it also listed the name of an American contact that would help get her set up to establish a sex ring in the United States. She was to start that business and then she could capture Darby and bring her back to Greece. “Hmmm…..so I meet with this Priscilla Montenegro and get everything going? The bring this Darby Reeves back to Greece alive? I can do this. Thank you, Christos. Well, here is my price for doing all this work and NOT killing someone…” she told him and slid him a figure she written on a piece of paper.
Christos read the piece of paper and smiled. It was expensive, but he didn’t care. He was still upset his land grab in Mexico was ruined and his sex slaves were not purchased and brought to him. “Deal. I will get you half now, and the rest once Darby Reeves is in this mansion, tied up, naked and ready for me to fuck her brains out. I know you can do this. Please, get this done for me.” Christos told her and then stood up. He had to go to get the money to pay and then hoped to flirt with Sylvia and have dinner. He excused himself and left Thalia in the room with his new bounty hunter.
“This should be an interesting assignment. I-I can’t believe you were defeated by this Darby Reeves!! Is she that skilled?” Sylvia asked Thalia. She saw her friend sitting down and she had to get more details.
“No!!! She is pathetic!! I lost to her because she had help. LOTS of help! I beat her down easily, but I was betrayed by a business partner in the end. It was the biggest humiliation I have ever had. There is a friend she has that is an outlaw that Priscilla hates, so watch out for her. She goes by the name, La Diabla.” Thalia warned. She felt ashamed to be having this conversation with Sylvia. She always prided herself on being the most dominant bounty hunter on the planet. Losing in Mexico stuck with her every day, and she had a very difficult time dealing with the emotions of that loss. She never showed Christos or anyone else how she felt, but when she was alone, she was suffering emotionally. She used that emotion to forge her anger. Thalia still hoped one day, she could get her revenge on Darby and La Diabla. She just had to be patient and when her opportunity came again, she was going to make both of them suffer.
“I still can’t believe you lost some members of your team. I can’t believe Helga and Svetlana are in prison. Thalia, how are you? Are you ok? I know you have to be hurting.” Sylvia asked out of concern. She knew Thalia had a massive ego when it came to her skills, so for her to suffer a defeat had to hurt that woman to her core.
Thalia felt some emotion for Sylvia as she was showing concern about her. She found that touching, but she had to remain stoic. She could not show any pain as she still wanted to keep her reputation intact. “I am ok. I am focusing on my revenge right now. Once Darby is here in Greece, I promise you, she will suffer. I broke that tall bitch. She was all mine and her stupid friend. I will have my revenge. I have heard that some members of my team may be released, so we will see about that.” she told her.
“That is good. You broke this Darby huh? I will take care of her, and I will enjoy bringing her to you. Does she have a certain weakness? Hehe You know what I mean. Oh, I have some news for you!” Sylvia asked. This was her chance to finally tell Thalia what she had been doing this past year since that night in Italy.
Thalia smiled when she heard that question. She could see the look on Sylvia’s face and wondered if she had been practicing the torture method. “Yes, she does have that weakness. It is a big weakness for her. Oh, when you do capture her, I would recommend touching her feet. I think you will be most impressed. Have you used the method by the way?” she asked.
“Yes!!!! I love it!!! Ever since you, Helga, and Svetlana showed it to me, I have captured many women this past year and used it on them. It is the best method ever! Now that you told me that this Darby Reeves has this weakness, I will enjoy torturing her. Her feet, huh? Good to know. I promise you, Thalia. I will make this bitch pay for everything she has done to you and our friends Helga and Svetlana.” Sylvia declared. She started to get really excited about this assignment and looked forward to bringing Darby back as a prize.
“Yes, make her suffer. But be careful. She may be pathetic, but she is extremely lucky. I want my revenge against her. Bring her to me, and I promise you, she will suffer like never before. I have full confidence in you. Thank you, my friend. I look forward to your great success.” Thalia told her. She had confidence in Sylvia’s abilities and if she wasn’t going to be the one to destroy Darby, she hoped Sylvia would take care of it. She looked forward to playing with the famous deputy and she also hoped she could get her hands on La Diabla as well. Once they were taken care of, she did have one more person in mind. The woman that was the cause of her defeat. That woman would truly pay. Sabrina Alamain would pay a severe price.
“Thank you, Thalia. I look forward to defeating Darby and celebrating with you. I will leave first thing tomorrow, so I can meet up with Priscilla and go from there. In the meantime, any slaves I can play with? I want to show you my new skills. Hehehehehe” Sylvia said, then rubbed her hands. She was looking forward to going back to the United States and Mexico. She now understood the importance of this assignment and knew she had to be victorious. She was now doing this for her friends, Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. She looked forward to this confrontation. In her eyes, there was only one outcome that would be satisfactory. The complete and total defeat of Deputy Darby Reeves!
END
How did you like Sylvia? She has learned a new torture method and will use it a lot in the upcoming stories! Cheyenne's series is next! Thank you for reading and I truly appreciate you being great fans. I know the ladies appreciate you as well!
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PART 2
Sylvia woke up the next morning in her bed and stretched. She could feel that tension leaving her body as the stretch felt really good. She ran her fingers through her dirty blond hair, messing it up. She giggled to herself as the mirror in front of the bed showed her reflection. The messed-up hair made her laugh, and she knew she had to get it all prepared for this day. She slid her legs out from under the blankets and her bare feet touched the wooden floor. She stood up and walked over to the wash area to get ready for the day. As she prepared herself, her mind thought about the previous night. It was an absolutely amazing night as she completed her mission and then joined up with the few friends she had in this industry. Those women were all incredible and very talented in what they did for a living. She then thought about what she witnessed. The thought of a poor helpless woman named Bianca filled her thoughts and she felt a tingle in her body. The way the woman was screaming and begging for mercy filled her soul. It was why she was in that state of panic that got her excited. Sylvia learned the art of tickle torture from her friends, and it was the most exciting thing she witnessed in quite some time. The way they touched Bianca’s body. The way she screamed with certain touches on her skin and muscles. The way she begged them. Then, the way she had an earth-shattering orgasm really made Sylvia love what she saw. She could barely sleep as she replayed what happened in that room. She shuddered thinking about it all over again and she laughed at herself. “I should rub one out of me. Damn, that was such an erotic night. Hehehe” she told herself in the mirror.
She then thought about her day. She didn’t have a new assignment at the moment. She would receive assignments through couriers in the underworld. She would often go to designated areas in various countries to receive any assignments. Her cohorts in this underworld had a system of communication. Most of the time, she went looking for assignments. But there were times couriers would find her. There was always some sort of lag time because they were unable to communicate until they saw one another in person, so days could pass by or even weeks depending on circumstances. She knew that once word got out that she finished her mission, another would soon arrive. She had to stay in this town to receive the rest of her payment. She would receive half upfront, then the rest upon completion. She figured she would go to a local house where exchanges were done, and she would get her payment. She put on her clothes and then departed her location. “Time to get paid…I do wish I had someone to tickle though. I have to try it! It seemed like so much fun and so erotic….” she told herself.
Sylvia made it to the discreet home, and she went inside. There, a courier walked up to her with a big smile and handed her a bag of coins. She nodded her head and then left the house. She placed her hood back over her head and walked the streets. It was an overcast day with a slight wind blowing. Her leather boots made little noise as she walked through the streets. She saw the people milling around, going about their day. She then heard some of the chatter. The nobleman had indeed passed away and the people were shocked. They had no idea how he passed, and some of the chatter wondered if it was not due to natural causes. That made her smile as she thought about what she did. She felt so powerful, and it was even better that no one knew it was her that caused the day’s news. She then thought about the screams she heard during that mission. The wife of the nobleman had a distinct scream, and she knew the woman was in pain. Then she felt a very large tingle in her body. Sylvia thought about the wife. When she infiltrated the home, she did see the wife and she was very beautiful. Chloe Barbieri was a very busty woman. Her size C chest stood out; her long blond hair would often drape over her cleavage. She had a very pretty face, and she had a good height to her. Now her mind started to spin as she wondered what would happen if she captured her. She had heard her laugh before and it sounded sweet. She thought about how that laugh would sound if she was tied down and tickled. The more she thought about that scene, the more aroused she was becoming. She giggled to herself because she got excited over the idea of tickling another woman. She stopped in her tracks and smiled. “I think I found my first tickle victim. Hehehehe” she thought to herself, then started to walk again.
Syliva made it to the nobleman’s house, and she looked around. She already knew the layout, but she didn’t know where Chloe was. This was going to be crucial as she knew she probably could not take the woman from the home. There were too many security guards and workers in this house. She had posed as a hand maiden and spent a full day in the house until her moment came with the nobleman. She now had to think of a plan to capture Chloe and get her somewhere because her ticklish screams might alert security. She leaned across the ivy-covered wall outside of the home and then thought of something. There was a wine cellar under one of the guest houses. It was an isolated location, perfect for having important guests over for a night. They would have their privacy. The wine cellar below the guest house had very thick walls made of brick and would be perfect for her to practice the tickle torture technique. She also found the woman very attractive, and wondered if she could make Chloe cum her brains out, like how Thalia did to Bianca. She then found a spot to slide into the compound, repeating her procedure from the day before. It was time!
An hour passed and Sylvia was already inside the home disguised as a handmaiden. What she had discovered during her assignment the day before was the handmaidens worked in shifts. Not all of them stayed in the home. Some would go home after working a shift. Only a few actually lived with the couple, so she pretended to be a new handmaiden. She walked through the home, pretending to do her chores, and no one noticed she had been gone or what she was doing. She carefully made her way to the study where Chloe would often stay in. One other fact she discovered was that the nobleman and Chloe would be separated a lot. She figured there wasn’t that romantic love between the two, just a partnership. Sylvia got closer to the study, and she heard voices.
“I-I can’t believe he is gone. I don’t understand what happened. He was perfectly fine yesterday. This hurts.” Chloe said as she was still in mourning.
“I am sorry Signora. Do you want me to get you something?” a handmaiden asked.
“Just leave me be for a moment. I need to be alone right now. Thank you.” Chloe told the woman.
Sylvia saw the door open and saw the handmaiden walk out of the room. Now was her chance to strike! She had to lure Chloe to that isolated guest house and then she could have her way with Chloe Barbieri! She then took a deep breath and entered the room. She saw Chloe sitting in a chair and she looked disheveled. That was perfect for her as she wanted her victim to be in a very vulnerable state. “Signora Barbieri, sorry to interrupt, but….” she started to say.
“Didn’t I say I wanted to be left alone?!” Chloe snapped and then looked at the handmaiden standing there. She realized it wasn’t the same woman as before and saw the face of this current woman. She did find it a very pretty face and wondered why she hadn’t noticed it before. “I’m sorry. Are you new? I haven’t seen you before.” she asked.
“Yes, Signora. I am new. I am sorry to interrupt, but I had news for you.” Sylvia said with a look of concern.
“What is it? I hope it is not bad. My world is crashing, so I am hoping it is not bad news.” Chloe replied. She looked at the handmaiden and saw her walking closer to her. She could feel a little nervous because there was something about this woman that did not seem right. Handmaidens had a certain demeanor of humility in their walk. This one walked with great confidence. She dismissed the thoughts and looked up at the pretty face.
“Signora, there is a gentleman that wants you to sign some papers. It has something to do with the recent passing and the position Signore Barbieri had with the council. I led him to guest house 3 on the other side. I wanted your meeting to be private.” Sylvia told her. She liked the idea of isolating Chloe so she could have a lot of fun. It was a great risk to lead her there, because she might have other handmaidens or security follow her. She felt her heart beating faster and she hoped her ruse would work.
“Are you serious? Ugh! I am trying to mourn the loss of my husband and these leeches do not want to wait! Thank you, let’s hurry up and get this over with. Come with me….” Chloe said, as she then stood up and walked towards the door. Her long blue dress dragged on the floor, and the handmaiden lifted it up and followed her. She kept thinking if she ever saw this woman before, since she already seemed to know the layout of the compound.
Sylvia held the train of the dress, and she walked behind Chloe through the hallways. She felt nervous as someone else could have followed them. This had to work perfectly so she could have her fun. She started to think just in case this plan failed, she would have to exit the premises as fast as possible. This was her only chance to capture this woman. She was not on assignment, so there was no need for her to be here and complete a mission. This was all for her personal enjoyment. She started to feel a little more confident as they exited the main house and headed across the yard. She looked around and saw yard workers and security guards milling around. It seemed like no one cared she was escorting this woman to an isolated guest house and let her go alone. Sylvia started to get excited because it seemed like her plan was going to work. They made it to the guest house, and she did one more look around and noticed that no one was following them. Now, it was time to have some fun. They entered the guest house and she smiled.
Chloe walked into the guest house in a rush and looked around. She did not see anyone in the guest house, and she looked around. She wondered if the man was in another room. She then turned around and saw Sylvia right behind her. She had a grin on her face, and she was confused. “Where is the man with the papers?” she asked.
“Sleep time….” Sylvia told her, then quickly reached out her hand and pinched a pressure point on the neck and shoulder area and reacted quickly to catch Chloe as she fell unconscious into her arms. She looked out the window and saw no one. No one was watching them, and she was completely alone. She looked down at Chloe’s sleeping face and she wanted to giggle like a schoolgirl. It was too easy to capture Chloe and she wanted to have her way with her. She chuckled to herself that if she was on assignment, it would have been very easy to finish off Chloe. In her mind, she figured that Chloe might be grateful that she was going to live after the torture she was about to receive. She then saw the door to the wine cellar and dragged Chloe towards it. She opened the door and the stairs led downwards into the wine cellar. She carefully dragged the woman down those stairs and heard her leather boots scraping along each step. Once she made it into the wine cellar she saw a desk. It would be perfect to put Chloe on and have her fun. She then hoisted the unconscious body on top of the desk and took a deep breath. “Oh yes, now it is playtime. Hehehehe” she giggled.
Sylvia managed to grab some twine that was used to tie bottles together and used it to bind the wrists together and raise them over Chloe’s head, and then tied the other end to one of the legs of the desk. The limp body was laying diagonally on the desk, so the head was at one corner and those boots were at the other corner. She cinched the twine and then grabbed two more strings. She went to the feet and decided to remove those long boots now so that she wouldn’t have to untie the legs later. Her hands started to unlace the right boot and once the laces were undone, she then carefully removed the boot from the foot and saw the white stocking covering the foot. Her heart started to beat faster as her anticipation was growing. She saw how big the foot was, it was a size 9, and hoped it was a very sensitive foot. She then unlaced the left boot and soon, that one came off the foot. She held up the boots, then dropped them to the floor. Syliva then tied a piece of twine around each ankle and then tied them to the leg of the desk. Now, she was tied down and completely helpless. The twine around the ankles were a longer strand, which would give her the ability to at least spread the legs when she was ready to play with that womanhood hiding under the very pretty dress. She looked towards the wine cellar door and went to close it. She could not take the chance of Chloe screaming to bring unwanted attention. She also figured this torture wouldn’t be too long because sooner or later, security would notice she was missing and go looking for her. She walked up towards the head area and saw that very pretty face sleeping. She slapped the right cheek, hoping to wake her up.
“Mmmmmm…..w-what happened?” Chloe moaned as she started to wake up. She was feeling groggy, and her eyes opened. She then saw a fuzzy face looking down at her and she moaned again. She then tried to move her limbs and it didn’t take long that she realized she couldn’t bring her hands to her face. Her vision cleared and she saw the handmaiden looking down at her with a huge smile on her face. “W-Where am I? What is going on?” she asked with concern in her voice.
“Hehehe You are my prisoner now.” Sylvia simply told her.
“Prisoner? What are you talking about? Hey! How come I can’t move my arms? Or my legs?! What is going on? Where is the man?” Chloe demanded as she tried to move her limbs only to realize that she couldn’t.
“Are you that dense? There is no man, silly! I brought you here for myself.” Sylvia told her. She then reached her hand forward and started to run her fingers through that dark hair. She saw the look of confusion on Chloe’s face, and she had to start playing mind games, so she could test out the new method of torture.
“Why would you do that?! Why did you tie me up? What is going on and who the hell are you?!!!!” Chloe hissed. She started to feel her anger rise as this handmaiden had tied her down. She started to violently struggle in her binds, and she felt some pain as the twine pinched her skin. “Ow!!! I DEMAND YOU RELEASE ME, OR YOU’RE FIRED!!!!” she screamed.
“Hehehe so cute. You stupid bitch, I don’t work for you. I am here because I want to play with you.” Sylvia told her. She did like that Chloe was getting angry because that meant if she was severely ticklish, it would be so satisfying to make her beg.
“Play with me? Listen you whore!!! Let me go and then get off my property! I do not have time for games!” Chloe screamed. She saw the look on Sylvia’s face, and it made her very angry that the woman was smirking back at her. “Who the hell are you?!” she asked with venom in her voice.
“Someone that is going to make you purr like a little kitty cat and make you beg for mercy. You see, I wanted to try something on you. I just learned it and it seems like SO MUCH FUN! I am sure you will like it too. Now, it is my first time, so forgive me if I am not effective yet.” Sylvia teased. She then looked up and down the trapped body and wondered where she should start first. Helga attacked the belly and that was usually a great spot for tickling. She figured she should do the same as her bounty hunter friends. That got her excited because she also wanted to try what Thalia seemed so very good at.
Chloe was completely confused as she heard that threat. Her mind was racing as she was tied down on a desk in the wine cellar and this crazed woman was talking about playing with her. She felt some fear in her body because she knew this wine cellar was nearly soundproof. Even if she screamed, no one might hear her because the door was thick, and those brick walls prevented noise from escaping. She could see the woman looking up and down her body and now a new fear arose. “W-What are you planning on doing to me? Tell me your name!” she demanded.
“My name is not important right now. Trust me, you will learn it because you will beg me. Now, shall we begin. I want you to give me a spot. Come on, name a spot.” Sylvia smiled.
“A spot? What kind of spot are you talking about? Who the hell are you? Why don’t you just tell me what you want with me?! I promise you, you bitch, once I am free, I will make sure you suffer and never heard from again when I send you to jail. Do you know who my husband is?” Chloe screamed. She wanted to try and intimidate this woman and if she didn’t, then she knew bad things would probably happen to her.
“Hahaha Yes, I know who your husband is. I also know he is no longer walking the Earth. So, shut your mouth, or give me a spot. Trust me, you don’t want me to find a good spot. Hehehe” Sylvia said. She was getting excited because she used mind games with previous victims, but instead of causing physical pain, she was going to make this woman laugh her head off.
“A GOOD SPOT?? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!!! Why do you want to know about a spot? What is wrong with you, you psycho?!” Chloe screamed. There was something unnerving about the way Sylvia was speaking to her. That face had a look of amusement on it, which did not bode well for her. She saw Sylvia’s face getting closer to hers and she felt her breath leave her body. This woman was going to do something horrible to her!
“I want to find a spot for one reason……That one reason is……” Sylvia teased. She could see those fearful eyes of Chloe and it was time to let her know what her torture was going to be. She looked right into her eyes and grinned. “….I want to tickle you.” she whispered to her.
Chloe was very confused when she heard the response. It took a moment to recognize what was told to her, and then she felt an incredible wave of fear. This woman was talking about tickling her and that caused two concerns. The first concern was that she was dreadfully ticklish. She hated being tickled and her late husband would often do it. The second concern was that she was tied down and helpless to a woman she didn’t even know. “W-What? You want to t-tickle me? Um, why? I am not ticklish. Let me go, please.” she said in a very nervous voice.
Sylvia could hear the nervousness in the voice and smiled. She thought about how poor Bianca the previous night was screaming her head off as she was tickled. She really hoped that Chloe’s body would react the same way. She looked at the underarms and thought about starting there. Then she looked at the cleavage and wondered if she should start with those large breasts. Then she looked at the stomach area and wondered if Chloe would squeal like a ticklish piggy there. Or would her feet be her undoing? She could see the look of fear in the eyes and some anger, and it was time to play with her. “You are not? Hmmm…why do I think you are lying?” she told her in a calm voice.
Chloe’s mind was racing around as she thought about the possibility of this unknown woman trying to tickle her in this situation. It was surreal that it was even a possibility. Why would she want to tickle her? She was captured for the sake of being tickled? She looked at that wry smile and figured she had to exert her authority. She could not be a victim right now. She had to show this woman that she was still in charge. “I don’t know who you are, or why you think tickling me would be any form of your sick and twisted entertainment, but I am giving you ONE chance! Free me, or I promise you, you will be dealt with. I will enjoy watching you rot in prison, or better yet, watching you perish!” she threatened.
“Hahahahahahaha you are SO cute!!! You think you are in charge of me? So cute. If only you knew who I am. If you did know who I was, being tickled would be a very welcome idea compared to what I could do to your body. So, enough of the chit chat, I want to test you.” Sylvia said to her with a smile. She then poked her right index finger into the right-side ribs and saw the body flinch. That reaction set off a wave of adrenaline within her body as she knew this woman was indeed ticklish. This was her perfect chance to practice this newfound method of torture. She felt a little nervous because she wanted to be as skilled as her friends. She then poked the side again and the body flinched again. “Too bad you are not ticklish. Otherwise, this would drive you wild.” she said in a sinister voice as she kept poking the ribs.
Chloe felt those pokes in her ribs, and she felt the ticklish tremors in her body. She didn’t giggle or make any audible noise. She was holding her breath because the last thing she wanted to do was expose her ticklish weakness. She still could not believe this woman wanted to tickle her. The entire idea seemed so absurd. She looked towards her ribs and saw the finger poking away. “Stop that!!!! Ow! You are hurting hehehe me!” she said, and accidentally let out a very small giggle.
“Hurting you? Interesting. Well, if I am hurting you, then good. I would prefer that anyway. Like I told you, if you knew what I do for a living, you would rather much have me play with you.” Sylvia told her. She wanted to tell this woman she was responsible for the passing of the husband, but figured it was better to keep that a secret. She then looked into Chloe’s eyes, and she could see that ticklish fear in them. She now understood the feeling her friends had when they tortured Bianca. It was the power over someone’s will. “So, we can make this nice and easy. Let me have my fun, and I will go home and release you. Or you could be a bitch and make this very difficult. I will play with you and when I am done, you will join your husband in a grave. What will it be?” she threatened.
Chloe gasped as she heard that threat. She was given a choice between letting this woman touch her body, or she could possibly be killed. She started to realize that no one knew she was in this wine cellar with a deranged handmaiden. No one would come rescue her right now, so she had to allow enough time for this woman to not do things to her, so she could be rescued. Any misstep by her and it was a possibility her life could end. She didn’t know what to do. That look on Sylvia’s face was starting to frighten her, and she shivered. “I….I will be good. Ok, let’s not do anything rash. I just want to understand something. Why me? Why do you want to capture me and subject me to this? I am crushed over my husband and.,…why would you do this to a widow?” she asked.
"Because….I find you attractive. Because…I am looking to practice my skills. Because…..I am a little horny.” Sylvia told her. She then reached her two hands forward and started to poke each rib cage. She could see the body jerking and moving around and then paused. This dress was still on the woman’s body, and she wanted to see skin. She didn’t have time to slowly torment this woman because security will eventually wonder where she was. She was skilled at fighting but was vastly outnumbered and security had guns. “You know what, this dress is in my way…” she told her.
Chloe heard Sylvia’s words and was in shock. She wondered what skills she wanted to practice. This assailant kept telling her she wanted to practice on her and it blew her mind. What really caused her concern were the words of her being attractive and her captor being horny. She did not like where that was going, and she started to sweat in fear. She had a feeling this woman liked having sex with other women and wondered if it was going to happen to her. As her mind tried to process this entire moment, she started to panic as she felt her dress starting to get torn in the stomach area. The material was much thinner there and could easily tear. The parts covering her chest, hips and her legs were much thicker fabric. She stared at the dress tearing at her stomach and saw her skin getting exposed. “You’re tearing my dress?!” she asked in fear.
“Yes…” Sylvia told her in a calm voice. Once she tore that hole open, she could see the naked stomach and was impressed. The belly was firm and flat. She then decided she would attack the stomach first, then cut the rest of the dress off. She then paused as she thought she heard a noise. She then heard footsteps above and knew someone else was in the guest house! She then quickly placed her hand over Chloe’s mouth because she knew she would try and scream for help. She heard the scream in her hand, and she clamped down. She then looked at Chloe and put her finger to her lips. “Shut up! I swear if you scream, I will kill you right now and leave. Behave yourself!” she threatened.
Chloe heard the footsteps above and she knew someone else was there! This was her chance to be rescued and right when she was about to scream, she felt a strong hand being placed over her mouth. She looked at Sylvia and heard that threat. That put sheer panic in her body because it was true. She could possibly be killed before someone could save her. She listened as the footsteps kept moving, then went quiet and heard a door close. Her eyes went wide with shock as she realized whoever it was probably left, and she was alone once again with this deranged woman.
Sylvia smiled as she heard a door closing and knew whoever it was had left. She then looked at Chloe and figured she had to get started. It was becoming too risky to prolong her time in here. It was time to torture this woman, and then get out before any help arrived. She removed her hand from the mouth and stared directly into those brown eyes. “That was close. Now, let’s get to business.” she told her.
Chloe was about to say something then she suddenly felt fingers scurrying across the belly. That surprised her as she did not expect it. She started to twist and turn her body as the ticklish sensations started to get stronger. She felt the very powerful urge to laugh and even though she did not expect to be tickled at the moment, she did not want to give this woman the satisfaction of making her suffer. “hehehe stooooooooop that!! Come on! Stop that!” she begged.
Sylvia could feel the woman thrashing and twisting and a smile formed on her face. This was her moment. This was the moment she was going to experiment with this tickle torture method. She then moved her fingers closer to the belly button and that got a nice reaction. Her smile grew even more and now she started to hear more giggles. That only motivated her to keep tickling and her fingers moved even faster. “That’s right, laugh for me!” she told her.
“Hehehehehehe stop this!! Hehehehe stop!!!” Chloe giggled, the ticklish sensations started to increase and now she grew worried. She had always been a ticklish woman, and sometimes her handmaidens would accidentally tickle her during massages or baths and her husband would sometimes tickle her for fun. Now this woman wanted to tickle her for an unknown reason, and it felt embarrassing to her. She was the wife of a nobleman, and commanded respect. She walked in the inner circles of the town’s elite and had handmaidens waiting on her every day. Now, she was tied down, and being tickled by an unknown handmaiden. Then she felt the finger going into her belly button and that sent a major ticklish shockwave throughout her body. It was becoming a little humiliating to her as she was helpless and being forced into laughter. “Hehehehehehe stop that!!! Hahahahaha get your finger hahahahah out of there!!! I am your boss!!!!” she screamed.
Sylvia chuckled as she heard that latest outburst. She loved the laughter but when she heard this woman proclaim she was her boss, that really amused her. She thought that perhaps instead of just pure torture, she should focus on humiliating this woman. She seemed like the standard snooty noblewoman that would look down on others. For the brief time she infiltrated this place, she did see some signs of this woman feeling superior. Her demeanor was nice overall, but there were times she saw this woman look down on the other handmaidens and demand things from them. She didn’t focus on her because of her mission, but now that she had her in her clutches, she could perhaps embarrass this woman and break her ego. That would definitely be a great reason to tickle this woman into complete embarrassment. She then ran her fingers across the belly again and she wanted to make this woman really laugh. “Come on, SCREAM!!! Scream for me!” she told her.
Chloe heard those words, and it frightened her. It frightened her for one reason. If this woman wanted her to scream, it meant she had no fear of her possibly getting caught. This woman wanted to really torture her! She then felt the hands starting to squeeze her sides, right by her hips and she lost it. That was one of her weak spots and she felt an incredible surge of ticklish feelings exploding in her body. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!! DON’T TOUCH HAHAHAHAHAHA ME THERE!” she screamed.
Sylvia felt a major rush of excitement in her body as she heard that ticklish reaction. Because the body was moving around when she tickled the navel, she wanted to get this woman flat on her back completely to expose the navel. She had to grab the hips to do so and when she did, her fingers pressed into those hip pockets and the reaction she got did something to her. She really enjoyed watching Helga, Svetlana and Thalia tickle destroy Bianca, and now she felt what they felt. Absolute power over another person. The way Chloe was laughing right now gave her a true sense of power. She could see the agony on her face. She could hear that deep laughter and knew she hit a very sensitive spot. Sylvia continued to squeeze her fingertips into that hip area and was becoming mesmerized by the reaction. “Does this tickle? Huh? Does this tickle? Hehehehe” she laughed as she was becoming more and more into this form of torture.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH IT TICKLES!!! IT……………………..TICKLES!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Chloe screamed in agony as she never felt that spot tickled before. Whenever she was tickled, it was in the usual spots such as her stomach, underarms or even her feet. She never had this area tickled before and it really surprised her. The sensations were incredibly powerful, and she was in a ticklish panic. There was nothing else on her mind except this very strong ticklish feeling. Her eyes were shut tight, and she just let out the most powerful laugh from her lungs.
Sylvia’s adrenaline shot through the roof as she heard that reaction. The way Chloe was writhing her body and screaming got deep within her soul. She had total power over this woman right now and it wasn’t being done with screams of pain. It was being done with a tickling touch. She kept squeezing her hands on those hip pockets and the more Chloe screamed, the more she squeezed. She started to laugh to herself as this was becoming very fun for her. The power she had to control and torment this woman was becoming addicting. She was surprised she felt this way. She had done so many different torturous things in her line of work, but this was a lot more fun. She then paused her squeezing but kept her hands in position. It was time to play with this woman’s mind. “That…..was fun.” she said to herself.
Chloe felt the squeezes stop and she felt the air coming back into her lungs. That tickle attack was horrendous and now she had some relief. She sucked in air and felt her heart beating rapidly. It was as though she ran a long distance. “hehehehe….thank you……thank you….” she panted.
“Thank you for what?” Sylvia asked. She loved the exhaustion in the voice and wanted to see how far she could push this woman.
“Thank you…..for…..stopping….that….that…..was…..bad.” Chloe continued then looked at Sylvia’s face. A cold chill went down her spine as she could see that look on her attacker’s face. She seemed very satisfied and had this evil grin on her face. That made her wonder if her torment was over, or was it just beginning?
“Was it that bad? Hehehe Like this?” Sylvia grinned, then started to squeeze those hip pockets once again.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YES!!! YEEEEEESSSSSS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Chloe screamed as the powerful tickling sensations had returned and ripped right through her. Her eyes shut again, and she forced that laughter out of her lungs.
“Awwww….you are so ticklish! I don’t know about you, but I am having fun right now.” Sylvia said in a silly voice. That made her laugh because even though she was a trained killer, tickling this woman right now made her feel like a little schoolgirl having the time of her life. She remembered the looks on the faces of her friends and now understood why they always seemed to really enjoy tickling a woman. It was her turn and her mind started to think about all the ticklish spots she could play with. Then she felt a tingle between her legs as she imagined if this woman’s pussy was ticklish.
Chloe laughed very hard as those squeezes really started to break her down. She kept screaming as the entire feeling was overwhelming. She felt her body becoming very rigid as those squeezes really settled in. Now her laughter was falling into silence, and she wasn’t inhaling oxygen. She tried to beg for mercy, but all she could do is mouth the words, “please…..mercy.”
Sylvia saw the lips of Chloe moving and she understood what she was trying to say. This woman was now begging her for mercy. There was something thrilling when a victim felt so helpless they started to beg. She could see her face turning red and the sweat was really starting to form on the face. She then released her squeezes as she still wanted Chloe to be conscious. Her eyes looked at the dress and figured it was time to humiliate this woman. “Breathe…..breathe….” she told her.
Chloe started gasping for air as the squeezes finally stopped. Her mind kept spinning as the torture was very brutal. She couldn’t believe she was being tickled, and that spot was very horrible. She started to get air back in her burning lungs and now she started to cough since she was close to hyperventilating. “Please…..cough cough cough please stop….why cough cough cough are you doing this to me.” she whined.
“I already told you. Are you stupid or something? Hehehe” Sylvia joked. She did not want to give this woman any mercy at all. She then reached inside her boot and pulled out a small knife. She always kept one in there in case she ever needed to cut something. She looked at the small blade and figured it would do nicely. She then got closer to Chloe’s chest and wanted to cut that dress right down the middle of those large breasts. “Hmmm…you seem very hot inside that dress. How about I take it off for you?” she asked.
Chloe groaned as she was still trying to recover. Her eyes looked at Sylvia’s face and saw that smile. Then she saw the knife and she panicked. This woman was about to stab her! “No!!! Please don’t kill me!!!!” she screamed.
“Kill you? What are you….OH! My knife here. Hehehehe” Sylvia laughed. She spun the knife in her hand and then paused. She looked right back down at Chloe and stared into her eyes. “I guess I could kill you. It wouldn’t be too hard. I have killed with this knife before, so doing it again wouldn’t be too bad. BUT, I will give you a choice since you gave me a great idea! I can use this knife to stab you right in the heart, or….you beg me to cut off this pretty dress. What will it be?” she asked.
Chloe’s mind was blown away as she heard that choice. Either she could perish, or she could be completely humiliated and lose one of her favorite dresses. It didn’t take her long to decide and she saw the knife in that hand, ready to cut her. “My dress!!! Please cut off my dress!!! Don’t kill me!” she begged.
“You are such a good girl. Hey, before I do, remember how bossy you were to me? You sounded so in control and thought you were better than me. Do you still feel that way?” Sylvia asked as she started to move the blade closer to the chest area. She figured she might as torture the woman mentally.
“No!! I do not!!! I…I was very mean to you!!! I’m sorry!! I’m sorry!!!!” Chloe screamed as the blade was dangerously close to her chest. She knew this woman was going to dominate her, or she would face death. She felt ashamed, but her life was on the line.
“Wow…what a change of attitude! I like it. Ok, let me ask you this. Can I tickle you, or should I cut a breast off? Hehehe” Sylvia teased. She liked the way this moment was going and was going to exploit it while she could.
Chloe felt her eyes watering as this woman was definitely trying to break her down into a common peasant. She had a feeling this woman would actually try to harm her or kill her. The fact she was tied up, tickled really badly and now a knife was at her chest made her realize this woman was no normal handmaiden. She was far more evil than any handmaiden would be. Now she had to make an impossible choice, but it had to be done. “You can…..you can….” she started to say.
“I can what? SAY IT!!! SAY IT NOW!!!” Sylvia demanded, then started to move the knife again.
“TICKLE ME!!! YOU CAN TICKLE ME!!! PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!!!!” Chloe screamed to the top of her lungs. She then heard a sinister laugh, and she turned red from embarrassment.
“Good girl!!! Yes, I will tickle you. Hehehe I just have to get this dress off first.” Sylvia told her. She then started to use the knife to cut through the stronger fabric. She could hear the tearing of the fabric through the cleavage and now down the stomach until it got to the point where the lighter material was torn away. She then put the knife between her teeth, then used her hands to open up the dress, exposing the bra. She loved the way the ballooning breasts looked like they were about to pop out of that brassier. “You got nice tits, lady. Let me see them….” she told her.
Chloe heard those words and she really felt shame washing over her. Before she could even react, she saw the knife going towards her chest again. This time, it was cutting through her bra, and she closed her eyes. She hated this moment as this woman was going to expose her breasts. This was such a humiliating moment as she felt the bra come lose. She couldn’t watch what was about to happen next.
Sylvia grinned as she saw the bra cut and the cups were very loose. She thought about how Helga exposed Bianca’s breasts and how exciting that was. Now it was her time to do the same. She knew doing this would absolutely devastate Chloe because if it ever happened to her, she would feel the same. She then moved her hands forwards and with a quick flip, she managed to remove the cups from each breast. She gasped as she saw the massive mammaries now exposed. Each breast was very perky and appeared to be very strong. She could see those large brown nipples and her lust started to build. She remembered how Helga played with Bianca’s breasts, and she thought she should try and practice getting Chloe aroused. She still had to practice forcing an orgasm out of a woman. “You got really nice tits….wow. I am impressed.” she said.
Chloe had no words. Her eyes were closed and could feel the cool air on her breasts. This woman tied her down, tickled her, ruined her dress, now looked at her naked breasts. She didn’t know how to feel at the moment. She never felt so ashamed in her life. Whenever she exposed her breasts to someone, it was either when she was about to have sex, or she was having a bath, and the handmaidens would wash her. She never wanted a stranger who was there to torture her to see her body. She then felt the lower half of her dress getting cut and now she wanted to cry. This woman was going to remove her clothes and probably strip her naked. “Please….don’t do this to me….” she whimpered.
“I must say your body is very nice….” Sylvia said softly as she finished cutting the dress and started to pull the ruined fabric away from the body and threw it on the floor. She then looked at that trapped body on this desk. She could see those naked tits, the smooth stomach, those vulnerable underarms. She then looked at the soft white underwear covering that very special spot. Then she saw the legs. The white stockings rose above the knees and went up to the middle of the inner thighs. She imagined what it was going to feel like once she got to those feet and then that very sweet spot between Chloe’s legs. She then made her way closer to Chloe’s head and put her face into hers. “Sweet Chloe. Hehehehe You look very good. I think we are going to be close after I am done with you. Don’t you worry your pretty little head off, I will get to that spot between her legs soon enough. But for now, it is…….tickle time!” she said, then started to race her fingers all over that exposed stomach.
Chloe felt those fingers on her stomach, and she started to laugh. This tickling wasn’t as bad as those squeezes on her hips, but it still got her in a major way. She started to thrash her body a little and her laughter started to flow. She couldn’t understand why she had to be tickled this long. Her body seemed more sensitive at the moment, and she wished someone could rescue her. The she felt those fingers moving across the surface area of her ribs and she let out a ticklish squeak. That made her blush a little because of the high-pitched sound.
Sylvia chuckled to herself as she heard that high pitched squeak sound. This torture session was getting better and better. It was far more amusing to her than previous torture moments. She loved how the body was squirming around, and she could see those large breasts wobbling. That made her focus on the nipples and wondered if she should start making them stiff. She remembered what her friends told her, that when the victim was aroused, she would be more sensitive and that meant the tickling would become much, much worse. Sylvia stopped her stomach tickling and then started to lightly run her palms across both nipples. She wanted to get them going, so she could really tickle her in a short while. “Poor, poor Chloe. All tied down and nowhere to hide. I will give you a little break. In fact, just because I am such a nice woman, I think I will give you something to feel good about.” she teased as her palms continued to rub across the nipples.
Chloe felt brief relief as the fingers stopped tickling around her stomach and her ribs. Then her eyes went wide with shock as she felt those hands rubbing against her nipples. That sensation startled her as her nipples were always very responsive to touch. Her eyes looked at her chest and she could see that woman’s hands rubbing all over those nipples. She then looked at Sylvia’s face and she was staring right back at her. She had a look of deviousness on her face, and she wondered why she would be touching her nipples. What really frightened her was the feeling that was flowing through her body was……pleasure. Her nipples were starting to respond and now she was confused. The woman touching her was not a lover, and she hated her. Why would her nipples react in this manner? “Stop….stop touching me like that….” she murmured.
“Hehehee like what? How am I touching you?” Sylvia responded with a wry smile. She knew her nipple rubbing was now having an effect on this trapped woman.
“Y-You’re…..t-touching my n-nipples. Please….don’t touch…..mmmmm….them.” Chloe told her and let a small moan come from her lips. She could feel the hands moving in a circular fashion. Those warms palms rubbing all against her big nipples. She was afraid of becoming aroused. She had no idea what game this woman was playing, but it didn’t bode well for her.
“You don’t like me touching your nipples? I think you like it. I can feel your nipples getting……hard under my touch.” Sylvia teased and then started to rub her palms a little lighter over the buds. She could feel how stiff they were, and she even felt a small tickling sensation in her own hands. She then winked at her victim and smiled. “Or, I could always go back to tickling you.” she told her.
“NO!!! I mean……don’t…..tickle me.” Chloe replied. She started to feel nervous because she was about to have another impossible choice. She definitely did not want to be killed. She did not want to be tickled. She did not want this woman to play with her sexually. Her mind was racing as she knew she had to go with one of those options. The touches on her nipples started to feel very light and even sensual. That gave her an unexpected thrill in her body, and she had to do something. She started to look towards the door of the wine cellar and prayed someone, anyone, would come through that door and rescue her. Then she felt slight tugging at her nipples, and she watched in horror as she saw them gently getting pulled upwards, then released. Her eyes saw that they became very stiff, and she feared what was going to happen to her next.
“Your nipples tell me you like this. Hehehehe Now, I think I will play with them. Are your breasts ticklish by any chance? I hope they are. Unless you tell me to play with your nipples again….” Sylvia threatened. She then started to lightly flutter her fingertips around the outer edges of the larges breasts, and she heard a slight giggle, and the chest was really starting to wobble. She loved how the mounds were shimmying as her fingers continued to tickle them. “Yes, someone is ticklish on her breasts! Hehehe Tickle, tickle, tickle.” she teased.
“Hahahahahahaha stop that!!! Stop tickling my breasts!” Chloe yelled out as she felt the fingers stroking the outer edges. She looked at her chest and saw those fingers moving all around her skin. That seemed to have a two-fold effect on her. That light touch really tickled her, but it also started to make her aroused. She knew she had to fight those sensual urges because she did not want to give this attacker the satisfaction of knowing she got aroused from this torture.
“Yes, you like this. Look at those nipples!!! They are SO hard! Hehehe I think I could do this to you for a while.” Sylvia teased. Her fingers then traced towards the undersides of the breasts, and she heard a very loud gasp. She saw the look on Chloe’s face and then it dawned on her. The undersides of the breasts must have been really sensitive. Now, it was time to really drive her wild. “What do we have here? Ticklish?” she taunted.
Chloe felt those fingers lightly touching underneath her breasts and she felt an incredible sensation tearing through her body. This was another spot she didn’t realize was this ticklish. She knew she was sensitive under her breasts, but no one ever tried to tickle her. She started to really squirm and around and her breasts were jiggling wildly. Her laughter started to come out stronger as the fingers continued their cruel path on that very delicate skin. She started trying to kick her legs, but with her ankles tied to the legs of the desk, it was a futile effort. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP THAT!!! IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHA STOP!” she begged.
Sylvia was really starting to enjoy this moment as her fingers kept moving under those large breasts. She was finding very sensitive spots and the way the chest was moving mesmerized her. She looked on as her fingers moved from the outside edge of the breasts, then slowly moved across that line where the breasts connected to the chest, and then to the inside edge. She loved the way Chloe was laughing her head off as the touch was destroying her. There was one disappointment she had at the moment, and that was she wished Helga, Thalia and Svetlana could be here to witness her tormenting this woman. She wanted to know how she was doing and was she effective enough. They were experts at this method, and she wanted feedback. A victim screaming in laughter validated whatever she was doing was working but was there certain ways to touch the prisoner that would drive them even more crazy. She then left her fingers move up a bit on the undersides and was touching the middle of the mound on the bottom. That forced a loud, ticklish squeal from Chloe and that really amused her. “Ooooh!! Is that a bad spot?” she asked.
Chloe kept laughing as she felt those dastardly fingers continuing to tickle her very ticklish breasts. She heard what Chloe asked her, but she couldn’t respond. She was laughing too hard and couldn’t get the words out. She noticed her nipples were still very stiff and still had no idea as to why. Then the fingers stopped tickling her breasts and she started gasping for air. “Why…..cough cough why….” she gasped.
“Why, what?” Sylvia responded. She wanted to give Chloe a small break because it was time to move to another spot on the body. She then moved towards the waist area as an idea came into her mind.
“Why….do you cough cough cough keep trying to torture cough cough me?” Chloe asked and continued to cough as she tried to recover.
“You sure are dense. Hehehe I told you I wanted to tickle you. I need the practice. If you ask me one more time why I am doing this to you, you are really going to regret it. Now, I am going to be nice to you again. You better enjoy this because it might be the last time I do it to you for pleasure….” Sylvia warned. She then slipped her hand inside the underwear of Chloe and moved her fingers to the helpless pussy. She diddled her fingers a little across the lips and she liked what she felt. The pussy was very warm, and those pubic hairs caressed her skin. “Hmmm….this feels nice.” she teased.
Chloe’s jaw dropped in pure shock as she felt where those fingers were now touching her. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine she would be captured, tied down, tortured and now have the most special place on her body touched by a strange woman. She felt the fingers diddling on her lips and she didn’t even know how to react. That woman’s hand was touching her vagina! She looked towards her groin and saw how the hand was inside her underwear and touching her. She then looked right back at Sylvia and could tell she was enjoying this moment. She felt so weak at the moment. This woman was dominating her more than she could ever imagine. “W-what are you cough cough doing? Why are you touching cough me there??” she asked in confusion.
“I told you I was being nice to you. You have been through a lot so far and I am not done yet. I know you enjoyed your nipples being played with, now it is time I play with your very sweet pussy. Now, don’t worry, I will eventually get this underwear off of you, but in the meantime, enjoy! Because if you force me to stop, I am going to be really, really cruel to you. So shut your mouth and enjoy.” Sylvia told her. She loved the way she controlled the situation. She knew she could do whatever she wanted to Chloe and there was nothing she could do to stop her. The tip of her index finger slipped inside the pussy, and she could feel that warmth. That made her feel her own arousal building and her nipples stiffened under her bra. “Oooh….I like this pussy of yours. I can’t wait to see it.” she teased.
Chloe’s eyes were still opened in shock and her mouth was still wide open, until she had to cough. This woman was fondling her with no remorse, and she just had to take it. She then felt that finger slip inside her and that sent a wave of pleasure through her body. She heard what Sylvia said about enjoying the moment otherwise, she would become even more cruel. She wanted to say something to her. She wanted to scream at her. She wanted to tear her head off, then spit down her throat. But she was trapped and nothing she could do would save her. She then laid her head back and closed her eyes. She tried to imagine it was a lover doing this to her, so she could in fact enjoy the touching. The finger was squirming and moving inside her, and she felt her wetness increasing. Even though she really despised Sylvia, she noticed that she did know how to touch a woman. It was also better than being tickled, so she did her best to try and enjoy this fondling.
Sylvia watched Chloe’s face as she continued to fondle and touch the woman in her most private spot. She liked how she closed her eyes and kept her body still. It was still amazing to her that she was touching this moist womanhood and controlling her. Everything she was doing was new and she wanted to try and create a tickle torture routine. She thought about how her friends tormented Bianca. There seemed to be a pattern on how to inflict the torment. Now she wanted to create her own style with the elements used by Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. She found the clit and started to use her thumb to rub and circle around it. She noticed when she did it, she could hear a very soft moan coming from Chloe. She knew this woman was in shock she was being tortured this way, but her body was now taking over. “That’s right….enjoy this pleasure. Let yourself go.” she whispered towards her.
Chloe was in a state of confusion. She didn’t want any of this to happen, but that thumb on her clit and a finger inside her was really breaking down her walls. It felt incredible after being tickled, and now her hips started to grind a little. The thumb action was really sending waves of pleasure throughout her body, and she tried to fight the feelings, but it was no use. The attacker knew what buttons to push and hers were definitely pressed. “Mmmm…..no…..please…..please don’t….” she moaned.
Sylvia heard those soft moans and words, and she knew she had Chloe right where she wanted her. She was definitely aroused as she could feel more wetness on her hand. From what her friends told her, arousal made the body really sensitive. She then slowly slid her finger out of the wet mound, and her thumb off the clit. She took her hand out from underneath the underwear and made her way towards Chloe’s head. She could see the woman was in heat and now it was time for her to enjoy what she was about to do next. “I bet that felt really good, right?” she whispered to her.
Chloe felt some disappointment that the hand stopped touching her in her vagina. Her mind definitely wanted it to stop, but her body was now in a sexual state. She opened her eyes and saw that face right in front of hers. She would never admit it, but her attacker was a beautiful woman. Her sexual lust wondered if she was going to get an orgasm after all the torture. She heard that question posed to her, and she nodded her head. “Yes….Yes, it felt HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded into laughter as she felt fingers now in her exposed armpits.
“TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!!!” Sylvia shouted as she ran her fingertips very fast across those exposed armpits. She did learn that from her friends the previous night. The art of throwing the victim off. She loved how Chloe was in a state of arousal and her mind would be thinking sex. She definitely would not be able to prepare for an unexpected tickle attack. She loved how loud the laughter was and her fingers moved even faster. She could feel the very soft skin, along with some hair and the reaction she got gave her such happiness. She loved the way her victim was thrashing around now. She had gotten her good and was going to savor this moment.
Chloe was totally unprepared for this attack. She was feeling sexual pleasure at one moment, then all of a sudden, those intense tickling feelings shot right through her like electricity. She broke out into hysterical laughter, and she could see the look of glee on Sylvia’s face. This woman was definitely trying to torture her. She couldn’t even say words as the tickling overwhelmed her. The fingers in the pits were moving too fast and she shut her eyes tight and just let the laughter pour out. She even tried to amplify the sounds of her laughter, hoping someone outside could hear her.
Sylvia noticed the laughter got stronger and she adored it. It meant this woman was suffering from her attack. She started to feel more confident in her skills. This was her first time using tickling as torture and it seemed to be going well. She even got to touch the woman’s pussy and then giggled to herself that the juice from the vagina was being smeared on the armpit as her fingers were stroking that skin. She started to trace around the outside edges of the hollows, going from the top of the hollow to the side, to the bottom, to the other side and back at the top. Once she made it to the top, she then zipped her fingers right down through the pit, making sure she got to the center of the hollow and tickled it really good. She loved the reaction she was getting, and she craved more. “That’s right Chloe! You are going to be tickled. You are going to be tickled until your brain leaks out of your head. There is no one to save you. It is just you and me! Now, laugh!” she shouted, then started to scurry her fingers right in the center of both pits.
Chloe tried her best to arch her back as she felt those evil fingers moving all around her armpits. She wished she could close her arms to protect that area, but her wrists were tied above her head, and she was helpless. She heard those words and she felt true fear. No one had come to save her. No one knew she was here at the moment. It was just her and this evil woman tickling her. She never dreamed something like this could ever happen. Hearing that threat of being tickled forever started to get her emotional. She just lost her husband yesterday and now; she was being tormented. It was a horrible two days. Days she would never forget. She then felt those fingers scurrying in the middle of her armpits and she lost it. Chloe could feel the warms tears starting to fall down her face as she was starting to break.
“Awwww…..look at you! Are you…….crying? hehehehe The mighty Chloe Barbieri is crying because of a little tickle tickle?” Sylvia taunted as she observed the tears falling from the eyes. Seeing her victim crying was always a joyous moment. To have it while she was tickling her made it even sweeter because it meant what she was doing was effective. She also realized that even though she was tickling this woman silly, there were no signs of a physical attack on the body. Now, the full realization of this method hit her. She could torture another person and there would be no proof. “So, that’s why they also do this. They know there is no evidence. Those women are SO smart!” she thought to herself.
Chloe started to panic as her breathing became labored. The tickling was prolonged and all she could do was laugh. She wanted to have some kind of mercy so she could breathe again. Then it appeared as though Sylvia was reading her mind and the fingers stopped scurrying in her armpits. She let out a very loud groan as the tickling stopped and she could get some kind of relief. As she tried to regain her breath, her emotions boiled over and now she started to cry. This torture was far more terrible than she ever imagined. “Why? Why me? sob Antonio…..Antonio….” she cried as she thought about her recently deceased spouse.
Sylvia smiled as she heard those cries. The fact she was mentioning her husband made her feel excited. It felt good knowing she was the one responsible for this couple’s misery. Chloe would never know she was the responsible one for taking away her spouse, but she would definitely know who put her through more hell. Since the emotions of the entire two days were now breaking Chloe down, she figured she could continue to torture her, then for the final humiliation, force her to orgasm at the hands of someone other than her husband, the day after he passed. She knew that would break her forever. “Poor, poor Chloe. I do have some good news. We are almost done. I am having so much fun! Now, I want to explore another area of your body. I am sure you will know what it is once I am there. You shouldn’t be too surprised because it is a very well-known part when this kind of activity happens. Hehehe” she threatened.
Chloe continued to sob as she thought about the nightmare she was in. Her world was crashing down, and this woman would not stop torturing her. She kept crying as her body felt the emotional weight of the events that happened to her. She was a little happy the tickling had stopped for the moment. She closed her eyes and just let her emotions flow. She didn’t care if Sylvia saw her. This was all too much for her. She didn’t even hear what Sylvia told her. All she thought about was her emotional pain.
Sylvia made her way towards the helpless feet. She looked at those stockings that started at mid-thigh, went over the knee and covered the feet. The white stockings seemed to be made of the finest Chinese silk. She chuckled under her breath as this rich woman was being broken down. She then saw the right foot and grinned. It looked so helpless. She then pinched the big toe at the tip and gave it a wiggle. She then proceeded to wiggle each toe and then let out a sinister laugh. “Oh yes, this will be really fun. Hey Chloe, do you have ticklish feet by any chance?” she asked.
Chloe heard words being spoken, but she still did not understand them as she was in so much emotional pain. Then she felt her toes being wiggled and her eyes popped open! Through her tear-soaked eyes, she saw Sylvia at her feet and wiggling her toes. The air went out of her body as her brain now understood what was about to happen next. Her feet were going to be tickled! She already knew they were very ticklish because whenever someone tickled her feet, it was always the spot that made her lose control. Her brain told her that if her feet were tickled now, she would definitely lose her mind. After all the tickle torture and sexual teasing, she knew having her feet tickled would be the worst thing to happen to her. “NO!!! PLEASE NO!!!! DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET!!!! WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET!!!” she begged.
“Wow!! Someone sounds frightened about having her feet touched. I will take that as a yes. You DO have ticklish feet. Hehehe I am going to savor this. Can you imagine how much I want to tickle your feet? Oh, and when I get to your barefeet, I think we will both never forget it. hehehehehe” Sylvia taunted. She then placed her palms on both soles and pressed her flesh against them. She wanted to intimidate Chloe and put that deep fear into her body. Just like Bianca begged to not have her feet tickled, she wanted Chloe to sound really desperate. She craved that begging and she was going to get it. She flinched her hands and she smiled when she saw the reaction.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOO!!! Please…..whoever you are….do not tickle my feet. I don’t want my feet tickled.” Chloe begged.
“But I want to tickle them! You couldn’t possibly think that after all that I have done to you, your feet were not going to be tickled, right? What are you willing to do to prevent me from having some fun with your feet?” Sylvia asked. She was curious about how desperate Chloe would be and how she would beg.
Chloe’s mind raced as she felt those hands on her feet. They weren’t being tickled yet, but when it started, she knew she was going to lose all of her dignity and emotional control. Her feet were so sensitive at the moment, and she was petrified. She heard Sylvia’s words and now it was time for her to beg. “ANYTHING!!! Um…..You….you can…..you know, play with my pussy. You were touching me earlier. You can have me. Please take me there.” she begged, hoping that would entice her tormentor.
“haha….hahahaha…..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Sylvia laughed as she heard the whimpering of Chloe. The offer she was given confirmed that this woman was broken. She was offering her pussy to her as a way to avoid the foot tickling she wanted to give her. It was such a good feeling knowing she had her in this position. This was different than what she felt when she broke prisoners through painful methods. Just the mere idea of having your feet tickled so that you would offer sex blew her mind. She then moved her hands away from the trapped feet and she looked right at that face of fear. “You really want me to touch that pussy of yours to avoid having me tickle your feet?” she asked.
Chloe felt ashamed when she heard that question. Her tormentor had a very good point. She was literally offering her most precious spot on her body just to avoid having her feet tickled. This was a thought she would have never thought of in her life until this moment. She closed her eyes and shame and pondered everything at the moment. She was getting desperate and having this woman touch her intimately would only prevent her from having her feet tickled. Not having them burned or whipped. Tickled. A wave of humiliation started to wash over her body as she slowly opened her eyes. She was a defeated woman. “Yes….please don’t tickle me anymore.” she said softly.
“Wow….I must say that is an interesting offer. I got to touch your pussy and it felt very nice! Let me see it first, then I will decide if I want your pussy instead of your feet. Hehehe” Sylvia told her. She then moved her way towards the hips and stared at the underwear. She felt dominant. She felt she was in control of this woman’s emotions and no pain was needed. She looked at Chloe’s face again and could see her closing her eyes, and desperately trying to keep her emotions in check. She then reached forward and pulled out her knife again. She placed the blade against the hem of the underwear, then started to slice the material. She could see how Chloe’s body went rigid, probably afraid she was going to be cut by the blade. The underwear was destroyed and now she started to remove the shredded garment. She pulled the underwear from the groin and held it up. Sylvia figured she would keep this underwear as a trophy. Now, her prisoner was naked except for the stockings on her legs and feet. Her eyes looked at the groin and she could see the pussy. An erotic thrill went through her body, and she loved how that pussy looked. There was slight pubic hair, but she could see those pouty lips. She could see those pink folds and she felt her nipples tingling. This moment was very erotic to her. “Why Chloe, you have a very pretty pussy! I like it.” she told her.
Chloe’s face went deep red with shame. She felt her underwear being cut off and she felt the garment coming off her body. She knew her most private area was about to be exposed and it was because of her desperation. She didn’t know how to feel at the moment. She knew Sylvia was looking at her pussy, but she wasn’t getting tickled at the moment. It was buying her time and she hoped it would be enough of a pause where someone could finally go looking for her. She did like the compliment given to her as she always made sure she groomed herself between her legs. She didn’t like a lot of pubic hair, so she kept it to a minimum. Her husband loved it like that, and she did too. Then she gasped as she felt a finger sliding up the slit. It surprised her, but it also sent a wave of pleasure in her body. “Y-You like it?” she asked.
“Yes, I do! It is a very pretty pussy and my hand loves touching it. Hmmm….do you like me touching you here?” Sylvia asked.
“Yes….um, I do. You can….touch me.” Chloe responded. She felt very nervous as the finger kept sliding up and down her slit. She wondered if she was going to be pleasured and released. She hoped the tickling finally stopped and this woman would be far more interested in touching her pussy than tickling her.
“I like this pussy. In fact, I think I will make you cum!” Sylvia announced. She then used her thumb to circle and press against that hidden love button. She heard a soft moan coming from Chloe and knew she was getting turned on. She remembered something else from the previous night. After Thalia ripped an orgasm from Bianca’s body, the poor woman was far more sensitive. They briefly tickled her after that orgasm, and everything seemed even worse. She figured she would do the same to Chloe. Lull her into a sense of orgasmic pleasure, then tickle her feet until she snapped and lost all sense of reality. It was exciting to her because she did like making women lovers of hers cum very hard. There was something very exciting about having a woman orgasm over her touch instead of a man. She then started to play with the pussy and could feel it getting wet. She slipped her finger inside the pussy and started to “fingerbang” this delightful area. “That’s right Chloe, you are going to cum for me. You will be a good girl and give me your orgasm. Or….you know what happens. Hehehe” she threatened.
Chloe felt those fingers touching her most intimate area and she heard the threat. In a way, she was relieved that she had a way to avoid that horrible torture. She could feel some kind of sexual pleasure to spare the rest of her sanity. She felt that thumb work its magic on her clit, and she decided she would let herself go and just have an orgasm. If that is what it took to be spared from torture, she was going to do it. She closed her eyes and started to grind her hips. The way the finger was banging inside her got her going. She felt her nipples on fire and her loins were feeling great pleasure. She imagined herself with her lover and moved her hips as though a male penis was inside her. Her moans started to increase with intensity, and she wanted to feel this joy.
Sylvia could feel those hips grinding and she had Chloe right where she wanted her. Even though Chloe was now willing to give her an orgasm, she thought about she would have to practice forcing an orgasm out of a woman in the future. She started to think in between her assassination assignments and other various tasks, she would capture women and just play with them. To tickle them to the brink of insanity and tear orgasms from them. She wanted to one day hook up with her bounty hunter friends and they could have a tickle torture party with captured women. She wanted to show off her skills so that they would be impressed. She looked at the pussy she was playing with and could see how her hand was touching the right spots. “Come on Chloe, give it to me. Give me that cum. Give it to me….” she whispered as her finger continued to play with that vagina.
Chloe heard those words and she started to feel an increased sense of sexual pleasure. She had allowed herself to enjoy the moment and she could feel the pangs of an orgasm starting to build. She was getting close to that beautiful feeling, and she also got very excited over something else. If she had her orgasm, then perhaps she would be freed, and her nightmare would be over. That got her extra excited and now she felt her body responding to that hope. She was impressed with the way Sylvia was playing with her body. She figured this woman must have had many lesbian experiences because she was bringing out genuine sexual pleasure from her body. Then she felt it. She felt the orgasm starting to build and she was so close. The wave of erotic pleasure was starting to crest, and she told herself to let it all out. Then she felt that thumb press on her clit one more time and it hit! “OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH YES!!! YES!!!!!! OH OH OH OH OH!!!!” she screamed as the orgasm washed over her.
Sylvia felt her own wetness increase as she knew Chloe had her orgasm. She looked down and saw the love honey starting to squirt out. That really pleased her because her prisoner had a massive orgasm. Even though Chloe was her prisoner, she still felt proud she was able to make this woman lose control and have a very big orgasm. She did a few more presses with her thumb on the clit and she felt the body shuddering. She then slowly pulled her hand away from that saturated pussy and looked at her hand. She smiled as she saw how the love juices glistened on her hand. She felt proud of herself, and she wanted to taste her victory. She licked her fingers and enjoyed the taste. “mmm….you taste pretty good, Chloe. You have a delicious pussy.” she teased.
“Mmmmmm…..mmmmm…..” Chloe moaned as she started to come down her orgasmic high. She heard how delicious her womanhood was and she felt proud. That was the same thing Antonio would tell her after they had sex, and it made her feel that love. Then she thought about her former husband and now her emotions started to return. She just had on orgasm at the hands of someone else instead of him. That started to break her heart. She felt her eyes welling up with tears and now the shame of the entire moment started to hit her. “Antonio…..I’m sorry. I’m sorry baby…..” she started to cry.
Sylvia listened to Chloe starting to cry and she felt this sense of happiness. She knew she should be ashamed of feeling good over this woman’s misery, but she couldn’t help it. There was something about dominating her that got her going. She then went closer to Chloe’s head and leaned down. She wanted to tell her something that she knew would break this woman’s mind, body and soul. “There, there Chloe. It is a terrible thing to have sex a day after your husband died. You are a terrible person. So, because you were so willing to give your body up so easily to someone else a day after your husband passed away, I will have to punish you. Listen to me and listen good. I am going to tickle your feet. I will tickle your feet until you join Antonio…,hehehe” she whispered.
Chloe felt her heart stop when she heard those ominous words. She stopped her crying for a moment and looked over to her right. She saw Sylvia’s face so close to hers and she had that evil smile. Even after she gave up an orgasm to this woman, she wanted to torture her. Not only did she threaten to tickle her again, but she also made her feel horrible that she did in fact give up her pussy to a woman a day after her husband died. She watched in horror as she saw Sylvia stand straight up and headed towards her feet. She was in total shock. For some reason she felt betrayed. This woman was still going to torture her even after she did the unthinkable and gave herself to her. “No….no you can’t! You promised!!” she screamed.
“What did I promise you? I don’t recall any promises made…..” Sylvia told her bluntly.
“You were supposed to stop torturing me if I gave you an orgasm!!! I gave….I gave it to you. Why? Why do you want to still torture me? Please….just leave me alone.” Chloe pleaded. She was getting desperate and felt every single nerve in her body on fire and she just could not be touched anymore. She started to fear for her life as she knew she would not be able to handle this moment.
“You offered me your pussy instead of tickling your feet. I never promised I wouldn’t tickle your feet AFTER I got your orgasm. I just didn’t tickle your feet at that moment. Hehehe Now, let’s see these feet of yours.” Sylvia told her. She knew Chloe was a mess emotionally, mentally and physically. She then looked at the right foot and saw it trembling. She felt a chill going through her body because she knew once she touched this foot, it would send Chloe through the ceiling and potentially the heavens.
Chloe saw Sylvia at her feet and now she was scared out of her mind. Her feet were still going to be tortured after all. She started to sweat and wriggle her body. She saw those hands so close to her feet. She wondered if this was all a nightmare, and she would awaken soon. Then she squealed as she felt hands wrapped around her right foot. She looked towards that foot and saw Sylvia’s hands wrapped around it and she started to feel a slight squeeze. The slightest touch was already sending ticklish vibrations in her body and knew this was not going to be a good experience. “Hehehehehe please!!! Do not touch my feet! Whoever you are, please don’t tickle my feet! I will die!” she begged.
Sylvia smiled when she heard those nervous giggles coming from Chloe. She loved the feeling of this foot in her hands and started to get excited. The fear in her victim was intoxicating and she couldn’t resist. She looked at the foot and saw the toes already curling inside that stocking. She started to wonder what the foot actually looked like. She wondered if it was going to be a pretty foot. She decided she would expose this foot. If it was an ugly foot, she would cover it again and just torment her for having nasty feet. She then took her left hand off the foot and then grabbed the tip of the stocking. She pulled the fabric away from the toes and started to tear at it. The material was very fine silk, so it would tear easily. The hole in the toe area got bigger and when it was large enough, she let go of the foot and started to tear away at the material. Soon, she ripped away the entire foot part of the sticking and tossed the shredded material over her shoulder. Sylvia then looked down at the naked foot and she smiled. It was a very pretty foot! The foot was probably a size 9, and those toes were quite long. She then positioned her body so she could see the bottom of the foot and was not disappointed by what she saw. The sole was long and narrow. The arch was low, but still had a nice design to it. The heel and ball of the foot had a pinkish color to it, and the arch was a lighter shade of pink, close to pale. The undersides of the toes were pinkish as well. “My, my my. You sure have a nice-looking foot there! Good job!” she joked.
Chloe watched in horror as one of her favorite and expensive stockings was ripped to shreds at the foot area. She looked on as her foot was exposed and now this woman was examining her foot. In an odd feeling, she liked the compliment as she always tried to take good care of her feet. But this woman wanted to torture her. She felt nervous and hoped she would not be tickled, even though she knew it was really going to happen. “T-Thank you…..please. Don’t tickle me. I can’t stand it! Just please, DON’T!!!” she begged.
“With a foot that looks this nice, how can I NOT tickle it?” Sylvia teased, then quickly stroked her index finger up the sole. She was delighted when she saw the foot wiggling wildly from that simple touch.
“NOOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA that tickled!!!!” Chloe screamed when she felt that finger slide up her sole. That ticklish feeling was much worse than she thought. Her entire body was feeling nervous, so any sensations were sure to be amplified. She saw the sadistic smirk on Sylvia’s face and knew she was in imminent danger. “Please don’t tickle my FEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as fingers ran up and down her foot.
Sylvia couldn’t hold back anymore. The reaction she got from a single stroke really got her excited and she had to continue to tickle that naked foot. She placed her right hand on top of the foot, to try and hold it still, as her fingers on the left hand tickled up and down that sole. She was also very pleased that the skin was so soft. There weren’t any callouses, and the skin was very smooth. This only confirmed that this woman definitely made it a purpose to take care of her feet. She took care of her own, but not to this degree. The skin was very soft and supple. She looked up and saw that look of ticklish terror on Chloe’s face. She could see all of her teeth as the mouth was wide open and heard that hysterical laughter. Her fingers slowed down a bit so she could prolong this sensation. She really wanted to send a message to Chloe that she was going to truly suffer. “Such ticklish feet!!! I don’t think I will be able to stop myself. Hehehe” she taunted.
Chloe continued to scream as those fingers tickled her sole. There didn’t seem to be any pattern to the tickling. The fingers moved all over her foot. She also couldn’t get her foot to move as she felt that warm hand holding the top of that foot. She squealed when the fingers went near her instep, which was a very sensitive spot. Then she screamed when the fingers went back into the center of the arch. She was getting to be desperate at this moment as the feelings overwhelmed her. She was more sensitive after her orgasm, and this was a lot worse than she could ever imagine.
Sylvia got lost in her tickling attack. She looked at her fingers moving all over the foot. She could see it when she touched the heel and got a nice laugh from Chloe. She also noticed the tone of the laughter became louder whenever she touched the arch and instep areas. She figured she should study the weak spots on these feet. It could be helpful knowledge whenever she tickled feet again. Would all women have the same weak spots? She decided she would file that question in the back of her mind and use it as a focus to capture more women and tickle them. Her eyes looked at those long toes wiggling, and she remembered how sensitive Bianca was on her toes. Sylvia knew the arch was very receptive, but would the toes be as well? She then slowly dragged her fingers towards the toes by going over the ball of the foot and made it to the base of the toes. She saw the toes curling very tight, so she released her right hand from the top of the foot, grabbed the tips of the toes with her fingers, and using her strength, pulled those toes back, exposing those delicate undersides. The mere touching of the toes seemed to get Chloe to laugh harder and now she figured these toes would be highly sensitive. “Hey, do you think your toes are ticklish?” she teasingly asked.
Chloe could barely comprehend the moment. Those fingers tickling the bottom of her foot did not stop. She felt horrible whenever they lingered in her arch and instep area. She just could not stop screaming and laughing. The sensations were overbearing, and her nervous system was on fire. Then she felt fingers pulling her toes back and even that sent her into a fit of hysterics. She tried to curl her toes again, but she couldn’t do it. When she felt those fingers holding back her toes, she couldn’t stop giggling and laughing. Then she heard those words. Even though her mind was racing a million miles a second, when she heard that question from Sylvia, she lost it. “NOOOOOOO!!! DON’T TOUCH ME!!!! HEHEHEHEHE DON’T TOUCH MY TOES!!!!” she begged.
“Guess that answers my question. Hahaha” Syliva chuckled. She then started to flutter the tips of her fingers on the stems of the long toes and now she had to hold onto tightly because her victim was thrashing around as much as she could. This only motivated her to keep tickling these delicate toes as she wanted to see just how far she could push her. The fingers stroked those very soft undersides and focused on the base of the toes, which only seemed to further torment her prisoner. She started to laugh because Chloe could not stop laughing. She remembered whenever she was being playful with a female friend or a lover, a quick tickle of the foot always seemed to bring out the best laughs. Now she was intent on torturing her, so this style of tickling was far more ruthless. That made her feel even more excited because she was inflicting such a powerful feeling on Chloe. The toes were a very good spot and then she pulled her hands away. It was time to give this woman a break. She wanted to hear her beg again. “So, how are you feeling? Hehehehe” she asked sarcastically.
Chloe felt absolutely terrible at the moment. Even though the foot tickling had stopped, she could still feel those vibrations in her body. She kept trying to bring in air and her mind was still racing. She had to somehow get free. She knew she wasn’t going to last much longer, and she was going to snap. This woman had broken her and if she didn’t get free, she would probably never be the same ever again in her life. She rolled her head side to side, trying to bring in as much air as she could. She felt miserable and was already humiliated. Her emotions started to return, and she started to cry again. This was getting to be too much for her, and she just couldn’t take it anymore. “Please no more…..no more…” she whimpered.
Sylvia smiled when she heard the crying resume. She knew she broke this woman and was now destroying any shred of self-worth she had left. She felt proud because she didn’t know if she could be just as talented as her bounty hunting friends. She looked around the room and knew she didn’t have much time left. Her eyes then went over to the left foot and saw it trembling. She wanted to torture that naked right foot again, but then thought she should play with the left. A naughty thought entered her mind as she formulated a plan for that other foot. She wondered if she could just blow Chloe’s mind with a different style of tickling. She moved her body over to the left foot and then grabbed the tip of the stocking and once again, started to tear away the silk material. “Time to get a look at this foot! Hehehe” she teased.
Chloe kept crying as she felt her left stocking getting torn. She couldn’t resist anymore. Her body was exhausted, and she was mentally drained. This torture had taken a severe toll on her emotions, and she couldn’t move anymore. She felt the material coming off her left foot and she started to cry louder. She knew that her left foot was going to be tortured as well and there was nothing she could do to stop it. “Please leave me alone sob leave me alone…I sob beg you…..” she whimpered in a soft voice.
Sylvia ignored those whimpers and finished shredding the fabric from the foot. She grinned as she saw the now exposed left foot and was very pleased. It was just as beautiful as the right foot. She took a moment to look over Chloe’s body. The only shred of clothing she had left on her body were those stockings going from her ankles, over her knees, up to the middle of the thighs. It was such a beautiful sight to see. She could still see the naked pussy was moist. She saw the sheen of sweat covering the torso and face. There was also something very exciting about seeing two naked feet sticking out from the stockings. She really liked that look and saw those pinkish soles. She thought of another idea and now she felt a little nervous. Sylvia once did this action with a lover, and it was a good moment during that sexual encounter. She wondered what the effect would be on Chloe. She wrapped her hands around the foot and now she put her face at eye level with the foot. She was happy there was no resistance from Chloe. All that woman was doing was letting herself cry heavily. Her eyes then stared at those long toes, and she brought her face closer to them. She could smell the foot a little and it wasn’t a bad smell. Since she removed the boots, the feet got a chance to air out a little. She then stuck out her tongue and slowly brought it close to the big toe. The tip of her tongue then landed at the base of the big toe, then she slowly licked the bottom of the big toe. The pad of her tongue slowly slid up the toe and she heard a delightful squeal coming from Chloe. “Mmmm…..delicious.” she said loud enough for Chloe to hear her.
Chloe felt that tongue sliding against the bottom of her big toe, and she had no idea how to react. She was still crying, then felt a jolt of pleasure flowing through her body. That made her pause her crying for a moment as more jolts of pleasure were starting to flow through her. She felt that very wet tongue sliding along each of her toes, and she was so confused. This woman was a mixture of evil and sensual. When she thought she was going to lose her mind with the intense tickling, she would then feel these sexual pleasures. Her toes were very receptive to this licking, but she did not want to let out a moan. This was much better than being tickled, but she didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of giving her sexual pleasure again. She thought if she did, then it would only make her tickle her again.
Sylvia continued to lick the toes and she felt her own sexual pleasure in doing so. There was something about dominating this woman and licking her toes that gave her such a thrill. She let the tip of her tongue glide along those undersides of the toes, trying to taste this very soft skin. Then when she finished licking the baby toe of the left foot, she went back to the big toe and slipped it inside her mouth. She then started to suck on the toe, and she thought it tasted very good. “Mmmm….” she moaned as she started to suck on the big toe harder.
Chloe’s mouth went wide open, but no sound came out. She wanted to cry. She felt so humiliated, and so defeated, she wanted to let her emotions out. Then her toe was getting sucked on, and her body wanted to feel that pleasure instead. She thought this was another form of torture because she couldn’t even control her own emotions. Just when she thought she would feel a certain way, her attacker would change it up and force her emotions to change as well. She really tried to fight the feeling of pleasure, but her body took control. “Mmmmm…..my toe….my toe….” she cooed.
Sylvia smiled when she heard those sweet noises. She was enjoying herself and now she let her tongue swirl around the digit. She heard some slight giggles mixed with the moaning and she had Chloe right where she wanted her. Just like she did with that pussy, she wanted to give this woman intense sexual pleasure, then would torture her again. She was learning a style and wanted to try different things. She then released the big toe from her mouth, and she looked at the moist digit. It was drenched in her saliva and she figured she could taste the other toes. She wished she could stick the remaining four toes in her mouth at one, but they were long, and the foot was big. She then slipped the index and middle toes in her mouth and gave it a very hard suckle.
“Ooooooohhhh mmmmmmmmmm…..” Chloe moaned as she felt her next two toes getting sucked on. The sensation was incredible, and she was at the emotional mercy of this woman. She was like a puppet and the puppet master was pulling on her strings and making her react anyway she wanted. She bit her lower lip as the tongue slid between her toes and it tickled her a little. She didn’t want to laugh either because if she did, then the tickling would return. Then she felt her toes leave the very warm cavern of the mouth and then her ring toe and baby toe went inside that mouth. That brought another wave of pleasure through her body, and she wanted to escape. She felt her pussy moistening once again and felt so weak. She was losing control of her own body and that really affected her.
Sylvia wanted to drive Chloe wild, but she was also enjoying herself a lot. The toes tasted wonderful, and she loved the way her tongue would slide between the digits, and caused little jerks of the foot. She knew she was probably tickling the foot a little and once again her tickle lust started to increase. She gave one last suck of the toes, then let them slide out of her mouth. She looked at the glistening toes and decided it was time to torture Chloe one last time. She then placed the flat of her tongue on the heel and slowly slid it up the length of the sole. She loved how the foot tasted and would have to explore this form of pleasure with other future victims. Her tongue slid through the arch, and off the ball of the foot. Her eyes then looked at that wet path she created, and a sinister smile formed on her face. It was time to push this woman over the edge.
Chloe felt that pleasure still going through her body. It felt amazing and she felt confused. She really wanted to let go sexually, but the sadness started to return. There was nothing she could say or do for this woman to stop. No one came to save her, and she was defeated. She closed her eyes and thought about the entire situation. As she was about to think about how it all started, she felt fingers raking up and down her left foot at a very rapid pace. Her eyes popped wide open, and that familiar sensation hit her like a ton of bricks. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA WHY? HAHAHAHAHAHA WHY?? HAHAHAHAHA STOP! STOP PLEASE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded in laughter.
Sylvia chuckled as she heard that explosive laughter. She was amazed over how easy it was to set up Chloe time and time again. She started to believe her random way of attacking probably kept the woman off guard so any change would blow her mind. She wondered if that should be her style, or should she adopt the methodical method her friends used on Bianca. She was excited to keep experimenting, but it was time to finish this woman. She knew her time was short and eventually the entire compound would come looking for the Madame of the house. Her fingers ran up and down that foot, and she made sure she used her nails. The nails weren’t long because she needed her hands to be completely dexterous to do her job. They were long enough to cause scratches on skin, so she used them to rake up and down the bottom of this delicate foot. Hearing that scream really got her excited and she focused on the arch area. That was a really sensitive area and she wanted to shove Chloe to that edge. Sylvia wanted Chloe to be a broken soul. If she wasn’t going to be killed, she wanted to make her wish she was dead. “That’s right, bitch. Laugh. Laugh and laugh and laugh for me. You are worthless and I broke you….” she bragged.
Chloe continued to scream as those nails went up and down her foot. Her body didn’t even move. Her body had quit on her and she submitted herself. The ticklish shockwaves completely consumed her, and she thought she would forever be tickled. She closed her eyes and just let out her screams. She wished she could pass out, so she would never feel this feeling again. When the fingers hit her instep, she lost it. Her mind was on the verge of snapping, and she would never be the same again. Then she heard a noise. It was faint, but there was a noise that came from outside this room.
Sylvia immediately stopped her tickling as she heard a noise coming from upstairs. She realized that someone may have come into the guest house. She felt nervous as there was no other exit in this wine cellar. The only way out was up those stairs and out of the guest house. She had to figure out a way to escape without being seen. She then walked over to Chloe’s head and heard her still giggling, mixed with some crying. She leaned down and kissed her forehead. She let her fingers caress the sweaty black hair and she smiled. “You were a lot of fun. I want to thank you for being my first tickle victim. Hehehe I have to go now, but I want you to always remember me. I want you to think of me often. I plan to come back here one day, and I will kidnap you. I will take you away and you will never be seen again. I won’t kill you, but you will be tickled every day! Then I will make you cream yourself every time. Hehehe Goodbye Chloe, see you soon….” she whispered into her ear.
Chloe heard those words and she started to cry. This woman was going to be an eternal nightmare for her and there would be no escape. The tears started to get heavy, and she wished it would all stop. Her emotions overtook her and now she just wanted to cry. She closed her eyes and sobbed heavily. She didn’t see her attacker leave. She just let herself fall apart and be frightened the rest of her days.
Sylvia slowly made her way up the stairs and by the door. She listened for noises, and it was quiet in the guest house. She then thought of an idea for her to escape and have the rest of the compound not pay attention to her. She was still dressed in a handmaiden’s uniform and could use that to her advantage. She opened the door to the cellar and slowly got inside the guest house. She looked towards a window and saw a bunch of people moving around quickly. There were men searching for something, and handmaidens also looking around. She then quickly made her way to the front door of the guest house. This was her moment. She went out into the garden and then went up to a group of security guards. “HELP!!! HELP!!! I FOUND HER!!! I found her!!!! She is in the wine cellar! It looked like someone attacked her!!” she yelled.
“Signora Barbieri is in the guest house?! I was just in there!” a security guard responded.
“Yes, she is in the guest house. I went in after you and checked the wine cellar! She needs help!!!” Sylvia yelled. She then watched as the group of security guards and handmaidens went running into the guest house and eventually the wine cellar. She then let out a small grin and headed to the main house. It was time for her to leave the premises. She made it inside and then took off the dress and put on her regular clothing. She then quickly slipped out through the front door, then made it to the trees and made her escape. She was close to the guest house and could still hear the commotion.
“Somebody get the doctor!!! We found her! And….she’s naked!!! Get help! Someone attacked her!” a handmaiden screamed in terror.
Sylvia put on her cloak, then the hood over her head. She started to walk away from the compound with a satisfied smile. Her mission was completed. She felt a surge of excitement as she accomplished her scheduled assignment, and also her attempt to experiment and test out a new torture method. She thought about Chloe and what she told her. She didn’t plan on returning to this compound but wanted to make Chloe fearful for the rest of her life. That woman’s life was never going to be the same. She would forever live in fear in her mind and suffer emotionally. Sylvia loved her job and now it was going to be much better! She could not wait until she practiced again on some unsuspecting woman. She wanted to learn the art of tickle torture more and become just as fearsome as Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. “Hehehee that was fun. I can’t wait to try it again……” she giggled to herself.
TIME: SPRING 1889 (set right after the series The Deputy & The Outlaw: Retribution)
Sylvia sat in a hotel room in Sofia, Bulgaria and was relaxing. She finished another assassination assignment a week ago, and she wanted to take some time off. She went to Bulgaria to stay with another bounty hunter, and she loved the company. It was a warm spring day and she looked outside into the garden behind the hotel. Her partner in crime was out and about and she was going to read a book in a little bit. As she stared into the garden, she thought about perhaps later on she would find some random woman and have fun with her. She thought about the past year and how much fun she had. In between her assignments, she would then go find some random woman, capture them, and then tickle them into a broken mess. Sylvia thought about the past year since she learned the art of tickle torture. She hasn’t heard from Thalia, Helga or Svetlana during the past year, but that wasn’t surprising. They had different assignments and could be in different parts of the world. She did get to practice the art of tickle torture and was very pleased with her progress. She found certain weak spots to exploit, and she loved how she forced her victims to have major orgasms. Sometimes she would think about her very first victim, Chloe. She wondered if she was still looking over her shoulder every day, fearful that she would be captured once again. Her trance was then broken when she heard the door open, and her friend entered with a man that looked like a courier.
“Hello Sylvia, look who I found. It looks like you might have a new assignment. Hehe” The female bounty hunter smiled.
“Well, a woman’s work is never done. Hehehehe” Sylvia giggled. She wondered what her next assignment was, and where it would be located. She then walked up to the courier, and he handed her a sealed envelope. She took it from him, and he departed. She walked over to the sofa and sat down. She carefully opened the envelope and removed the letter. She then opened it up, and as she read it, her right eyebrow rose up. “This is interesting. Looks like my next assignment will take me to Greece. Christos Andino wants to meet with me. I wonder what he wants me to do.” she said as she read the letter.
“Christos Andino? That ought to be really good then. Good luck. Hehehe Who knows, maybe he wants to fuck you. Word is his sexual appetite is out of control. Oh, and say hello to Thalia for me.” the female bounty hunter giggled.
Sylvia smiled back and then got up from the sofa. She had to get ready to leave for Greece for a new adventure. She got dressed and it wasn’t long before she headed out the door and prepared to travel to Greece. It wasn’t going to be a quick journey, but she would be there in due time. She said goodbye to her friend, and she headed out towards the train station.
GREECE
Sylvia looked out the window of a carriage as she headed towards the Andino home. She felt a little relaxed after her long journey. She was happy she was in Bulgaria and not a more distant location like Germany. As she looked out the window, she saw the trees passing by and it was already dusk. She wondered what the assignment would be. Would he ask her to kill someone? Would he ask her to kidnap someone and bring them to him? One thing she hoped to see was her friend Thalia. She knew Thalia was most likely going to be there, unless she was off on a mission to bring more sex slaves to Christos. She then arrived at the mansion and exited the carriage. She put on her hood from her cloak and made the walk towards the mansion. She loved the cool air hitting her face and it didn’t take long for her to make it to the door. She knocked on the massive door, then it opened. She was greeted by a butler and was led to an empty study. She looked around the room and saw all the books. She then heard a door open, and she smiled. Entering the room were two people. Christos Andino and his main bodyguard, Thalia Laskaris.
“Sylvia Cartier! You made it! Thank you for coming. It is really good to see you.” Christos said as she approached Sylvia. He then gave her a brief hug and smiled as she removed her hood. He did like her very beautiful face and he wondered if he could ever have sex with her. He asked before, but she always declined.
“Good to see you Christos! I am glad to be here. Thalia? It is really good to see you, my friend. It has been what? A year since I last saw you? You look great.” Sylvia responded and then looked at the Greek bounty hunter. She was a little excited and once she got her assignment, she wanted to talk to Thalia and tell her how she got into tickle torturing helpless women.
“Yes, it has been a long time. Good to see you, Sylvia.” Thalia responded. She was very happy to see Sylvia, but she couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. She knew why Christos wanted to hire her. She wanted to participate, but he told her to stay with the harem as he remembered the defeat she had recently.
“So, what is my assignment? I am ready to execute the plan.” Sylvia told him. She was anxious and wanted to prepare for whatever it was. She loved planning out her assignments and loved a challenge.
“It is very simple. I want you to take care of a problem for me. I also want you to help set something up for me. The assignment is in the United States and Mexico.” Christos told her with a smile.
“Oh? America? Interesting. Tell me, what am I supposed to do?” Sylvia asked. She hadn’t visited North America since she was living in New York, prior to her assassin days. It was kind of exciting and she wondered what she would be doing there. She sat down and when Christos explained his request, her jaw dropped. She was stunned to listen that his potential sale of sex slaves was interrupted by a single woman. She listened intently as she heard about what happened in Santa Selena. She almost fell out of her chair when she heard that Helga and Svetlana were now serving time in a prison in California. Then she listened with great interest when just weeks ago, Thalia had been defeated by that same deputy. She felt the wind come out of her lungs as she listened how that entire attempt to bring the deputy to Greece had been foiled. Sylvia heard that her assignment was to help set up a new sex ring with Priscilla Montenegro, and then she was to pursue this deputy and bring her back to Greece a broken soul. “Deputy Darby Reeves? Wait, a deputy caused all of this?” she asked.
“Yes! I don’t know who this woman is, but she has foiled my plans TWICE now! I even lost all the land I purchased! I want her to be taken care of! Now, this assignment will be different for you. Do not kill her. I want her alive and physically healthy. This woman has to be some kind of superhuman. No one ruins my plans and defeats my greatest warrior and survives.” Christos responded, then slammed his fist on the table.
Sylvia was still in shock as she listened to Christos. It seemed impossible that Helga and Svetlana could be defeated. It was even more shocking that Thalia was defeated in combat. No one could beat her, especially another woman. She looked over towards Thalia and could tell in her demeanor that she was really embarrassed to listen to what happened to her. She was disappointed that she was told not to kill anyone on this assignment. It would still be an interesting challenge though. She received some paperwork with details. It was the location of Priscilla’s home in Mexico, and it also listed the name of an American contact that would help get her set up to establish a sex ring in the United States. She was to start that business and then she could capture Darby and bring her back to Greece. “Hmmm…..so I meet with this Priscilla Montenegro and get everything going? The bring this Darby Reeves back to Greece alive? I can do this. Thank you, Christos. Well, here is my price for doing all this work and NOT killing someone…” she told him and slid him a figure she written on a piece of paper.
Christos read the piece of paper and smiled. It was expensive, but he didn’t care. He was still upset his land grab in Mexico was ruined and his sex slaves were not purchased and brought to him. “Deal. I will get you half now, and the rest once Darby Reeves is in this mansion, tied up, naked and ready for me to fuck her brains out. I know you can do this. Please, get this done for me.” Christos told her and then stood up. He had to go to get the money to pay and then hoped to flirt with Sylvia and have dinner. He excused himself and left Thalia in the room with his new bounty hunter.
“This should be an interesting assignment. I-I can’t believe you were defeated by this Darby Reeves!! Is she that skilled?” Sylvia asked Thalia. She saw her friend sitting down and she had to get more details.
“No!!! She is pathetic!! I lost to her because she had help. LOTS of help! I beat her down easily, but I was betrayed by a business partner in the end. It was the biggest humiliation I have ever had. There is a friend she has that is an outlaw that Priscilla hates, so watch out for her. She goes by the name, La Diabla.” Thalia warned. She felt ashamed to be having this conversation with Sylvia. She always prided herself on being the most dominant bounty hunter on the planet. Losing in Mexico stuck with her every day, and she had a very difficult time dealing with the emotions of that loss. She never showed Christos or anyone else how she felt, but when she was alone, she was suffering emotionally. She used that emotion to forge her anger. Thalia still hoped one day, she could get her revenge on Darby and La Diabla. She just had to be patient and when her opportunity came again, she was going to make both of them suffer.
“I still can’t believe you lost some members of your team. I can’t believe Helga and Svetlana are in prison. Thalia, how are you? Are you ok? I know you have to be hurting.” Sylvia asked out of concern. She knew Thalia had a massive ego when it came to her skills, so for her to suffer a defeat had to hurt that woman to her core.
Thalia felt some emotion for Sylvia as she was showing concern about her. She found that touching, but she had to remain stoic. She could not show any pain as she still wanted to keep her reputation intact. “I am ok. I am focusing on my revenge right now. Once Darby is here in Greece, I promise you, she will suffer. I broke that tall bitch. She was all mine and her stupid friend. I will have my revenge. I have heard that some members of my team may be released, so we will see about that.” she told her.
“That is good. You broke this Darby huh? I will take care of her, and I will enjoy bringing her to you. Does she have a certain weakness? Hehe You know what I mean. Oh, I have some news for you!” Sylvia asked. This was her chance to finally tell Thalia what she had been doing this past year since that night in Italy.
Thalia smiled when she heard that question. She could see the look on Sylvia’s face and wondered if she had been practicing the torture method. “Yes, she does have that weakness. It is a big weakness for her. Oh, when you do capture her, I would recommend touching her feet. I think you will be most impressed. Have you used the method by the way?” she asked.
“Yes!!!! I love it!!! Ever since you, Helga, and Svetlana showed it to me, I have captured many women this past year and used it on them. It is the best method ever! Now that you told me that this Darby Reeves has this weakness, I will enjoy torturing her. Her feet, huh? Good to know. I promise you, Thalia. I will make this bitch pay for everything she has done to you and our friends Helga and Svetlana.” Sylvia declared. She started to get really excited about this assignment and looked forward to bringing Darby back as a prize.
“Yes, make her suffer. But be careful. She may be pathetic, but she is extremely lucky. I want my revenge against her. Bring her to me, and I promise you, she will suffer like never before. I have full confidence in you. Thank you, my friend. I look forward to your great success.” Thalia told her. She had confidence in Sylvia’s abilities and if she wasn’t going to be the one to destroy Darby, she hoped Sylvia would take care of it. She looked forward to playing with the famous deputy and she also hoped she could get her hands on La Diabla as well. Once they were taken care of, she did have one more person in mind. The woman that was the cause of her defeat. That woman would truly pay. Sabrina Alamain would pay a severe price.
“Thank you, Thalia. I look forward to defeating Darby and celebrating with you. I will leave first thing tomorrow, so I can meet up with Priscilla and go from there. In the meantime, any slaves I can play with? I want to show you my new skills. Hehehehehe” Sylvia said, then rubbed her hands. She was looking forward to going back to the United States and Mexico. She now understood the importance of this assignment and knew she had to be victorious. She was now doing this for her friends, Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. She looked forward to this confrontation. In her eyes, there was only one outcome that would be satisfactory. The complete and total defeat of Deputy Darby Reeves!
END
How did you like Sylvia? She has learned a new torture method and will use it a lot in the upcoming stories! Cheyenne's series is next! Thank you for reading and I truly appreciate you being great fans. I know the ladies appreciate you as well!
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