Ok fans, here is the next part of Cheyenne's story! First, I want to thank everyone for following along with this story. I REALLY LOVED the conversation that happened in the last part amongst the fans. I am really hoping that continues. I love to read what you guys think about the characters, the story and what is taking place. I like any speculations you might have. Throughout the history of writing this saga, there have been times where your comments gave me ideas to plug into the stories. Heck, the entire Phoebe series was born because of a fan that liked that character so much. The fans have good ideas sometimes. I may incorporate those ideas. Not all of course because I have certain storylines I designed and will follow, but you never know. So please, keep up the great energy! For this series, we are at the halfway part. We have 3 parts left. I truly hope you enjoy how this story unfolds because when it is over, you will see how it will involve the rest of Phase 4! So, let's get to this next part. As always, your comments (and hopeful discussions) are very much welcomed.
PART 4
THE NEXT MORNING
Cheyenne was walking across the quad on her way to Molly’s room. On Thursdays, she would meet Molly and go to breakfast together. Then they would go to their classes. She made it to Molly’s residence hall and walked in. She could see the other girls milling around chatting and some others were studying. She then headed up the stairs and made her way through the hallway. She felt good this morning as she got a good sleep and put in a good study session before she went to sleep. She made it to Molly’s room and knocked on the door. The door opened and she saw another girl open it. “Oh Hi! Is Molly in?” she asked Molly’s roommate.
“Yes, come on in Cheyenne.” the roommate answered.
Cheyenne walked in and saw Molly putting on her shoes as it was time to go to breakfast. “Hi Molly!” she said with a big smile.
Molly was lacing her shoes and then looked up and saw her best friend with the best smile. “Hi Cheyenne. Ready for breakfast?” she asked in a calm tone.
Cheyenne could hear that tone in Molly’s voice and knew something was up. Molly usually had a huge smile whenever they saw each other, but she seemed a little off. “Yeah, I am ready. Are you?” she responded with a question.
“Ok you two, have fun. I am off to class now. Have a good day!” the roommate told them as she left the room.
“Goodbye Sally! Have a good day.” Molly said as she watched her roommate leave. She then took a deep breath and let out a sigh.
“Molly, what’s wrong? Are you ok?” Cheyenne asked. She could sense something was wrong and had to find out.
Molly felt her heart go out towards her friend as she always knew her moods and her emotions. She managed to hide her emotions from her roommate, but she knew she couldn’t hide them from Cheyenne. She wondered if she should tell her what happened to her. She didn’t want Cheyenne to worry and bring down her mood. “I am fine. Let’s go get some food.” she told her.
Cheyenne sat down next to Molly on the bed and to her right-hand side. She wanted to know what was wrong. “Hey, what’s wrong? I can tell something is bothering you. Tell me.” she said in a comforting voice.
Molly could hear that loving tone in Cheyenne’s voice, and it started to get her emotional. The memories of the previous night were now flooding back, and she tried her best to hide her tears. “Well….I-I don’t know how to tell you this….” she started to say.
Cheyenne felt her heart beating out of her chest as Molly was about to tell her something that affected her. The way she sounded; it didn’t sound like it was going to be good. She could also hear the emotion in the voice, and she started to prepare herself for bad news. “You can tell me. I am your friend, Molly. You can tell me anything and I can help you. What’s wrong? Did something happen?” she asked.
Molly felt her lower lip trembling as she was about to tell Cheyenne what happened to her. Her emotions started to bubble up and then she slowly turned her head towards Cheyenne. “I….I was attacked last night.” she said in a whisper.
Cheyenne’s eyes nearly came out of her head when she heard what Molly just told her. Her brain immediately went spinning around as she just heard that Molly was attacked. Her emotions immediately went into concern and confusion. “WHAT????? You were attacked??? By who? When? Where?” she asked in rapid succession.
Molly slowly moved her head back towards the direction her body was facing. She closed her eyes as she knew it was going to be difficult to tell her best friend this news. “It was last night. After I finished with you, I was attacked on my way back here. It was four of them. They dragged me into a room and….” she said, then paused.
Cheyenne felt her pulse racing as she heard that Molly was attacked by a group of women. Fear ran through her body as she wanted to know who would do this to poor Molly. She then reached her left hand and placed it on Molly’s right knee. “And? What did they do to you?” she asked.
“They…..they did the same to me what Pam and Penelope did to us. They tortured me by tickling me. It was that gang of women going around torturing everyone.” Molly said in a quiet voice. She started to feel the tears welling up in her eyes and prayed she could remain calm. She didn’t want to bring down Cheyenne’s mood.
“Are you kidding me???!!!” Cheyenne asked in surprise. She remembered hearing about a group of women going around kidnapping and tickling girls on the campus. It was a campus tradition, and no one knew who that group was. She hoped she would never encounter them herself, but her heart started to break when she realized that Molly was one of their victims. She then immediately wrapped her arms around her friend to give her a hug. “Oh my goodness, Molly! I am so sorry that happened to you!” she said with empathy in her voice.
Molly felt that hug and it felt incredible. She then felt the tears falling from her eyes as she couldn’t hold it back anymore. “They attacked me, Cheyenne. They tortured me so much. There was nothing I could do. They held me down and tickled me viciously….” she said while the tears fell.
“Molly….I am so sorry that happened to you. You poor thing.” Cheyenne said, trying her best to comfort her friend. She started to hear the heavy breathing and the sniffing and knew Molly must have started crying. That broke her heart because once again, Molly was tickled and tortured. She knew what that felt like since she was tortured at the school, but also while in Santa Selena nearly a year ago. She then let the hug go and tried to look into Molly’s eyes. She could see the tears falling behind those glasses and she felt terrible. “Are you going to be ok? Did you see who it was?” she asked.
Molly removed her glasses, so she could wipe the tears from her eyes. She wiped the right eye, then then the left eye. She knew Cheyenne was going to have a lot of questions and she wanted to try her best to answer them. “They all wore masks. I could only see their eyes. They were cruel to me. They insulted me as they tickled me. They all tickled me at the same time too. They also…..” she began.
“They also what? Tell me….” Cheyenne asked. She felt sadness in her body as she listened to Molly tell her what took place. She wished she was with Molly so she could have tried to protect her somehow.
Molly put her glasses back on and then looked at Cheyenne. This next part was going to be very difficult for her, but she had to get it out. “….They were taking my clothes off. They even saw my breasts. They were going to take off my skirt too because they wanted me naked.” she said in a very low voice.
Cheyenne gasped as she heard what Molly just told her. Hearing that they were trying to strip Molly naked took her back to the moment with Pam and Penelope in that empty bungalow. How humiliating it was for the both of them when they were stripped naked and forced to have sexual contact with one another. Her hands went to her mouth in shock as she realized that these women were very similar to Pam and Penelope. She then lowered her hands and looked at Molly. “They did that to you? Oh my goodness, that is terrible! Were any of them Pam, or Penelope?” she asked.
“I don’t think so. Their voices were not either of them. I think these are different women. But they were just as mean….” Molly explained. She remembered their voices and knew they were neither Pam nor Penelope. She then started to feel the emotions building again as she thought about how close she was to being naked again. “Why does this happen to me, Cheyenne? What did I do to have this happen? I feel so helpless to these attacks.” she asked and then a tear fell from her right eye.
Cheyenne wanted to cry at that moment when she heard that question. It was the same type of question she asked herself when she was trapped in Santa Selena and was tickle tortured a lot. Her own eyes started to fill with tears as she heard that sad voice. “I don’t know Molly, I don’t know. You don’t deserve any of it.” she told her as a tear fell from her right eye, then the left one.
“Thank you. But I guess I will always be a victim. I was so close to losing my skirt, and I knew they would have taken my underwear off. I got so lucky that someone showed up.” Molly told her. She started to think about how close she was to being completely naked.
“Someone came by? That’s why they stopped torturing you? Someone rescued you?” Cheyenne asked after hearing what Molly said. She felt grateful that someone stopped those women from stripping Molly naked. She knew Molly was very shy and exposing her body was the worst kind of humiliation she could go through.
“Yeah…..I was rescued.” Molly responded. She then started to remember who it was, and she looked at Cheyenne. She knew when she said who it was, it was going to be a major shock, because she still couldn’t believe it happened. “The person who rescued me was…….Penelope.” she said with a nervous voice.
Cheyenne’s eyes nearly came out of her head and her jaw dropped when Molly said who the rescuer was. She never expected that to happen as she remembered how Penelope had betrayed her earlier in the school year. Even though she had apologized, Cheyenne was still very hurt for allowing herself to trust Penelope. Hearing that she was the one who rescued Molly made her mind spin as she couldn’t believe it. “Penelope? Penelope rescued you?” she asked in shock.
“Yes, it was Penelope. She came in and scared the other girls away. I didn’t know it was her at first. I was screaming and laughing so hard, I had no idea what was going on. It was when she untied my hands and gave me my glasses did I realize who came to help me.” Molly explained. She started to remember the moment when she saw Penelope’s face. She started to remember how comforting she was and how she helped her. She even remembered the apology she gave her. She looked at Cheyenne’s stunned face again and let out a sigh. “She even apologized to me.” she said in a soft tone.
Cheyenne couldn’t believe what she was hearing. This entire story seemed so surreal. Molly was attacked by a rogue group of girls going around the campus tickling the other students. She was nearly stripped naked, tickled and tortured and of all people, Penelope rescued her. “I……I can’t believe it. She apologized to you too?” she asked in disbelief.
“Yes, she apologized for what happened to me and you. She said that she felt horrible about it all and said she was sorry.” Molly replied. Saying those words even surprised her because it sounded like fiction. She was grateful that Penelope rescued her. That tickle torment was brutal and if she didn’t show up, she didn’t know how far those women would have gone with her helpless body. “It sounds weird, but I am glad she showed up. It could have been worse without her there.” she said in a low voice.
“Wow, this is unbelievable.” Cheyenne reacted. She shook her head trying to comprehend everything that happened to Molly. She then looked at her friend and could tell she was still in pain but seemed ok with talking about Penelope. “I am glad she helped you then. You could have really gotten tortured if she didn’t show up. I remembered her apologizing to me and you after we got Pam. She even apologized when we were in the library that day. Molly, do you think she is really sincere in her apologies?” she asked.
Molly cocked her head to the left as she thought about what Cheyenne had just asked. They never really encountered Pam since that day they got their revenge, but it appeared Penelope was going out of her way to make amends with them. She thought about how nice Penelope was to her and tried to comfort her. She remembered how she was escorted back to her room to make sure she wouldn’t get attacked again. It was all very strange and also emotional. She looked at Cheyenne and shook her head softly. “It may sound strange, but it might be sincere. I mean, she keeps trying to talk to us and apologize. She helped me get dressed last night, and she even escorted me back to my room to make sure I wasn’t attacked again. Maybe she really is sorry for what she did. The question is, will we forgive her?” she asked.
Cheyenne contemplated Molly’s question and wondered how she would answer it. Each encounter with Penelope since the early school year was with Penelope desperately apologizing to them. She wondered if Penelope had such a guilty complex, she needed their forgiveness. She thought about the time she helped Penelope in her math class. She remembered when she was told by Penelope that she got a B on her test and thanked her. She even remembered when she was told after that humiliating moment when she and Molly gave each other orgasms in that bungalow. Penelope had told her she felt bad and apologized then. Cheyenne started to feel emotional because she wondered if she should just forgive the woman. It might heal everyone involved. She was grateful that Pam was no longer messing with her friends. Pam apologized to them as well, but she was under tickling duress. Penelope was doing it without it being forced on her. She looked down for a moment, then lifted her head towards Molly. “I don’t know. But I think we can. She has been very nice to us since that night.” she responded.
“She has been very nice to us. It would be hard to trust her, but maybe she is trying to do the right thing now. Unlike Pam, she wasn’t forced to apologize.” Molly said. She started to wonder if Penelope wanted to be their friend. She wondered if she could forgive someone that helped torture her since her first year in school. “I guess we will see.” she added.
“I guess we will. I mean, who knows what will happen.” Cheyenne responded. She then hugged Molly again. She wanted to make her friend feel safe. “I am so sorry that it happened again. You do not deserve that. You are the most beautiful human being ever.” she whispered in her ear.
Molly felt a tear come from her left eye as she felt Cheyenne’s warm hug and those very kind words. It only reaffirmed how much she adored her best friend. “Thank you, Cheyenne. You are so good to me. Thank you.” she whispered back.
“You are amazing, Molly. You really are.” Cheyenne told her. She then let the hug go and looked at her friend. She could see that emotion on her face, and she hoped that she would make her feel a little better. She held Molly’s hands and smiled at her. “Are you ok?” she asked.
“I am a little better. Thank you for being so kind and caring. It was such a horrible night last night, but I feel a little better now. You want to get some breakfast?” Molly asked. She felt herself getting hungry and had to get to class as well.
“Yes! Let’s go have a yummy breakfast and then go to class. The school year is almost over! Let’s finish strong!” Cheyenne said to her. She saw a slight smile on Molly’s face and that made her happy. She did wonder if both of them would survive the rest of the school year without getting tortured. She figured after their confrontation with Pam, they would no longer have to worry about that kind of torment. She also hoped that she wouldn’t be a target of that tickling gang, which made her have an idea. “Hey, I think for the rest of the school year, especially at night, we have to be careful and try to be around each other as much as possible. Now that those mysterious women attacked you, they will probably keep doing it. So, let’s be careful, ok?” she told her.
“Yes, we have to be more careful. Walk in common areas instead of taking short cuts in very quiet parts of the campus. That’s probably where they attack their victims. When no one else is around. Ok, let’s go get some food. My stomach is rumbling. Haha” Molly replied. She then got up from her bed and collected her schoolbooks. She left the room with Cheyenne, and they headed to breakfast. She prayed that what happened to her was the final time she ever had to endure that kind of torture.
THE NEXT DAY – LATE AFTERNOON
Penelope closed her textbook and gave a sigh of relief. It was Friday and she just finished her English literature class. She felt excited that the school year was almost over, and she finished the final class of the week. She figured she would go to her room and just hang out there. It was going to be the weekend and there was just one more week of classes, then Finals week. She left her classroom and started to head back to her room. She could feel the warm, California air caressing her face, and she was excited about the summer coming up. As she walked, she started to reflect on the school year. It was a very eventful school year for her. It started with her and Pam having fun together, and it made her think about how she participated in the torture of specific students. She thought about how she and Pam tormented poor Molly, and even started to torture Cheyenne. She was glad that their torment was over by her hands, and she just went through the rest of the school year. She did enjoy going to dances with Pam and how they would flirt with the young men that were there. Over time, she started to hang out less with Pam. Her own schoolwork became a priority and Pam was more interested in partying, and bullying others. Penelope would see how she would treat other students. Even though they didn’t kidnap and tickle torture others after Molly and Cheyenne, they were still very rude to a few. That started to eat at her conscience, and she didn’t want to keep doing rude things to others. Every once in a while, she would hang out with Pam, but then she started to make excuses up to avoid her. She told her how much homework she had and had to focus on her studies. Her parents were not happy with her grades, and since they were paying for her to be at this school, she had to get passing grades.
Penelope started to think about the end of the school year and this past week was very eventful and emotional for her. She encountered both Cheyenne and Molly and both times were very hard for her emotionally. She always kept thinking about Cheyenne and how nice she was. She also thought about Molly and how that poor young woman was bullied and tormented. She was happy she helped her when that group of mysterious ticklers attacked her, and she hoped that Molly would forgive her. If she did, then that would finally end that guilt trip she endured all school year long. She then walked through the empty bungalow area as she wanted to just take a walk and enjoy the very nice weather. It was Friday and the evening would soon be upon them. The sun was setting soon, so it was a good time to take a walk. With her books under her arm, she took her walk. She wanted to pass through the bungalow area and head towards the open grass quad in the middle of the campus. There she would find a nice spot to relax and perhaps do some light reading. Finals were coming and she wanted to get started. Penelope figured Pam would probably go somewhere and be social, but she did not feel like doing that herself. As she passed through the bungalow area, her eyes caught the same bungalow that she helped Pam utterly humiliate both Molly and Cheyenne. Her heart sank as she recalled their tears and their cries of laughter and pain. “I got to get over that. It was so sad, but I got to get over it. I apologized to both of them, so I hope they forgive me. I just can’t stop thinking about Molly’s cries.” she told herself.
“Hey….” A voice called out.
Penelope stopped dead in her tracks as she thought she heard something. She looked around and couldn’t see anything. Her eyes darted around, and she then giggled to herself. “You are going crazy. Hehehe There’s no one here on a Friday night. Even those science weirdos don’t have classes late Friday. Come on, Penelope, get a grip on yourself.” she told herself, then resumed walking.
“Hey….” A voice called out again.
Penelope heard that voice again and she stopped walking. Now she knew something was happening and she looked around. She wondered if someone else was here. Her breathing started to get shallow because she started to think someone was here and hiding. It was the same tactic she and Pam used when they captured poor Molly. To call out words, then suddenly attack. She started to wonder if she should just start running away. She was wearing her white buttoned up blouse with long sleeves, black trousers and black leather shoes. She saw the entrance walkway of the bungalow quad and figured she would walk at a faster pace.
“Where are you going?” a voice asked.
Penelope started to walk faster and figured she better start running. Her legs started to move a little faster, then suddenly she felt something crashing into her on her left side. She felt her books flying out from under her right arm and she crashed to the ground. She felt something on top of her and she tried to collect her bearings. “WHAT THE??!!!” she screamed out.
“GOTCHA!!!!” the voice said as they started to wrestle Penelope to the ground.
Penelope started to struggle when suddenly she felt something grabbing her legs. She attempted to get into a kneeling position, but her legs were pulled out from under her and suddenly she was on her belly and her face was pressed into the dirt. “GET OFF OF ME!!!!” she screamed.
“You are going nowhere!! We got you! Hehehe” a voice started to laugh.
Penelope felt a hand pressing on her left cheek, forcing her head into the dirt. She grew angry because not only was she being held down, but she was also going to have dirt all over her face and white shirt. Her eyes then saw the pants of her attacker and saw it was black. She then yelped in pain when she felt her arms being pulled behind her back and heard more voices and laughter. She was growing very worried as she was feeling helpless. “GET OFF OF ME!!! WHO ARE YOU?!” she yelled out.
“Hehehehe your payback…..” a voice said with a menacing laugh. The figure then grabbed a small rope and started to tie the wrists together as she saw another figure using rope to bind the ankles.
Penelope really started to struggle as she felt her wrists being tied and now her ankles. She was getting tied up! No good would happen if they were tying her up. She figured she should yell to the top of her lungs to attract attention and perhaps get some help. “HEEELL-MMMMMMMMMM” she tried to scream when a hand went right over her mouth.
“Ah ah aaaaaahhhh! No screaming for help girlie! Hehehehe we got you! You are going to be all ours!” the voice said with a menacing laugh again.
Penelope really started to struggle as they were threatening her. She still did not know who the attackers were, but she had to do something. Then she saw darkness as something was quickly placed over her eyes. That really got her scared because she couldn’t see anything and couldn’t yell for help. “GET OFF OF ME!!!” she screamed into the hands.
“Ok girls, let’s get her into the room. We had better hurry before someone else shows up. This time, we will not be caught.” The voice instructed.
Penelope then started to scream as she felt her body getting lifted off the ground and she was being carried. She continued to scream into the muffled hand and had no idea where she was going. They were kidnapping her and suddenly she had a horrible thought. What if these women were going to hurt her? The voices were feminine and knew they were women. Then her brain started to panic as she thought about who it could possibly be. There were multiple women and one of them said this time they would not be caught. Even though she couldn’t see their faces, she had a very suspicious feeling these were the same women that attacked Molly!
“Ok, get her on the table!!! Let’s get her ready! This time, we will REALLY have some fun!” Masked girl 1 said. She watched as Penelope was placed on the teacher’s desk. She felt great at the moment as ever since she was interrupted two days ago from tormenting Molly, she was plotting her revenge. Because she was masked, she could easily follow Penelope around without her target even realizing it. She studied the way Penelope moved her way around the campus. She had learned her class schedule and when she learned she had a late afternoon class, it was perfect. She could see Penelope struggling on the table and she smiled. Molly was a lot of fun because of her small stature, but Penelope would be better. Her victim was taller and had a more athletic body. That meant she could probably torment it for a longer period of time. “Ok, gag her. We don’t want her to call attention. There could be people walking by here.” she instructed.
Penelope felt a hand leave her mouth and before she could scream, she felt something getting shoved into her mouth. It felt like a cloth, and it muffled her screams. She then felt her body being held down and she knew she was in danger. Her ankles were tied, and with her arms tied behind her back, she couldn’t defend herself. She tried to look around, but with her eyes blindfolded, she had no idea who was doing this to her and what would happen. She really hoped it wasn’t the same women that attacked Molly because it would mean torture. Then she shuddered when she felt hands holding her head still. Then she felt something near her left ear.
“Looks like we got you….hehehehehe Oh yes, this will be a lot of fun. You are probably wondering what is happening. You can’t see anything. You can’t scream. Your arms are tied as well as your ankles. You have sinned. You prevented us from having our fun, so now YOU must pay a price. You stopped us from having fun with Molly. We are going to really…..really…..torture you. Hehehe” Masked girl 1 said softly into Penelope’s ear. She wanted to put deep fear into Penelope, which would make the tickle attack far worse.
Penelope gasped in her gag as she heard those threatening words. She couldn’t believe it. It was those women that attacked Molly! Now they had her! She knew they probably wore masks, but without her own sight, the fear grew even stronger. She tried to move her head, but someone had a very strong grip on it, and she started to feel helpless. “Let me go!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“No. We are not going to let you go. You see Penelope, hehehehe I know your name now, you were a VERY bad girl. Bad girls deserve to be punished! We learned some things about you. You have been naughty all year it seems! You are a terrible human being and now, we will make sure you regret your sins for this school year.” Masked girl 1 threatened. The more she talked about torturing Penelope, the happier she became. She started to get excited because she and her gang were going to finish the job they were going to do to Molly. Penelope was going to be naked by the time this all ended. “Ok, let’s do a test. Let’s test her…….sensitivity.” she instructed.
Penelope heard those words and now she started to get really scared. They were going to torment her the same way they tortured Molly. She had no idea how they learned her name or whatever “sins” they meant. She then felt something poke her side and she winced. Then she felt a poke again and fear tore right through her body. That poke tickled her a lot. “MMMMM MMMMMMM!!!” she screamed.
“Ooooh!!! Look at her squirm! Looks like we have a sensitive one. Why Penelope, are you…..ticklish? hehehehe” Masked girl 1 taunted. She loved how Masked girl 2 was poking those very vulnerable sides. They were just simple pokes, but the victim’s body looked very responsive. She loved ticklish girls, and this was going to be their greatest victim. This was the first time they captured someone for revenge. Everyone else was random victims. The group talked about getting Penelope back over the last two days and now that their opportunity was here, they were going to make the most out of it.
Penelope heard that question and her adrenaline spiked. The tickling had begun, and she was completely helpless. She knew she was ticklish but being blindfolded and gagged seemed to make her even more ticklish. She tried to squirm, but she felt someone now sitting on her thighs and her shoulders being held down. Now she was trapped, and the tickling pokes were getting worse. “NO!!!! HHEEHHE NOOOOOOO!!!” she screamed.
“No? Sounds like you are very ticklish! Why would you say no? hehehe you are a fibber!” Masked girl 1 giggled. She nodded her head to her cohort and watched the fingers now starting to poke faster and moving all over the torso.
Penelope felt those fingers now moving faster across her upper body and it was driving her crazy. She couldn’t see where the fingers would move next, and each poke gave stronger tickling sensations. She continued to struggle, but with someone sitting on her thighs, she couldn’t move around. She started to laugh harder into her gag as the pokes became less and now fingers were kneading into her flesh. It was such a weird feeling for her. She had never felt helpless like this before in her life and it frightened her. Then the tickling stopped. She started to whimper in her gag and hoped they would set her free.
“Look how dirty her shirt is! hehehehe” Masked girl 2 announced. She looked at the dirt that was on the white shirt. She was very thrilled about this moment. When Masked girl 1 told her about getting revenge, it truly excited her. It meant that they could push their own limits and really have some fun. What they did to Molly had her masturbating while in bed and now, she had a new victim. Now, it was time to enjoy themselves.
“Yes, sooooo dirty!! Hehehe Penelope! Why do you have a dirty shirt? You are supposed to be a cultured woman, but you are nothing but a low-class woman with dirty clothes. You are worse than Molly! Hahahahaha “ Masked girl 1 taunted. She loved the feeling of power at the moment. It was time to amplify their torment, so they could break Penelope down and prepare her for the most humiliating experience of her entire life. “I think we should open her shirt up. We don’t want our fingers to get dirty. Hehehe” she told her.
“You’re right! Why should we get dirty? Let’s see what she has underneath this shirt. I really hope it is better than Molly! Hahahaha” Masked girl 2 laughed. Then she started to pull out the shirt from the pants. Once the shirttails were out, she then started to unfasten each button. She did it slowly so she could bring terror to Penelope. “Let’s get this nasty, filthy shirt opened. Hehe” she giggled.
Penelope started to feel her breath leaving her body as she felt her shirt come from under her pants. Then she felt the buttons coming undone. This made her panic because she knew what was about to happen to her. Opening her shirt would only expose her ticklish flesh. It was what she did to Molly. Now the full weight of what was about to happen hit her. She started to understand the fear Molly and Cheynne had when they were tickling them. The way they opened the shirts. They way they removed certain items of clothing. It was done to make their minds very fearful. It was sheer intimidation, and it was very effective. Now it was happening to her. She tried to beg in her gag, but it was no use. “Please don’t do this to me…..” she whimpered into her gag.
“Yes, we are going to do this to you. You deserve it! I bet you wish you never came across us. You should have just let Molly get tormented. See what happens when you are a goody two shoes? Now, you will really pay for your sins. You really do have a bunch of them.” Masked girl 1 told her in response to that whimpering. She watched as the buttons came undone and when the final one was done, she saw the shirt flaps open up and now could see that bare skin. The stomach was flat and looked very toned. The breasts were a decent size and covered under a white bra. The skin looked very smooth. She then placed her the palm of her right hand on the stomach and felt the muscles tremble. “hehehe her skin is so SOFT! She does have a nice body!” she said with glee.
“Yes, she does! She does have a nice body. It is also so sensitive. Do you want to tickle her and make her go crazy?” Masked girl 2 asked. She loved it when the leader of the group tormented the girls and wanted to see Penelope laugh her head off.
“You know what? You can torment her. Get her good! I will have fun with her later. I think I may have to see what is on the bottoms of her feet. Hehehehe” Masked girl 1 answered. She looked over towards those black leather shoes and bit her bottom lip under her mask. She imagined those feet would be very ticklish and she wanted to explore them. Then she had another spot in mind, and that would truly be the crowning achievement.
“I will do my best!” Masked girl 2 said. She then started to lightly trace her fingertips across the smooth skin along the exposed ribs. She felt the body flinching and she heard some cute giggles. That got her really excited to tickle poor Penelope.
Penelope felt those fingers stroking her ribs and it was driving her crazy. The ticklish sensations were getting stronger, and she tried to move her body. It was no use, and she had to endure what was happening. She wished she could see but this blindfold was wrapped around her eyes very tightly. It was an agonizing feeling flowing through her ribs and her giggles became stronger as the fingers were not stopping. They traveled up her ribs towards the bottom of her bra, then back down to the bottom of the rib cage. With each motion, the sensations bore deep into her mind. She started to grunt and squirm, doing anything she could to not lose total control of herself. “Hehehehe stop it!” she grunted.
“Nope! I am gonna tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle you forever!!! Hehehehe” Masked girl 2 said with a laugh. She then started to press her fingers into the grooves of the ribs and got a very good reaction from Penelope. If her legs and shoulders were not held down, she might have flown right off the table. “Oooh!!!! Did you see that??? Someone has VERY ticklish ribbies! Hehehehe Oh this is really going to be a lot of fun!!!!” she grinned.
Masked girl 1 watched as her friend continued to press her fingers right into the ribs, sending torturous sensations throughout Penelope’s body. She felt really proud at the moment. Once again, they were tormenting another victim. She started to wonder if this would be the final victim of the school year. There was only one more week of classes, then it was Finals week. She had her own classes to prepare for, so she thought this might be a great way to end this year. She loved the plans she had in store for Penelope and knew it was going to be a night to remember. She then looked over at Masked girl 3 who was sitting on the thighs and then Masked girl 4 who held the shoulders down. She knew they were excited about this plan, and it would be their turn soon enough. Her eyes then went towards Penelope’s face and could see the anguish in the facial features, even though she couldn’t see the eyes. She figured she could start to mess with her mind. She put her face close to Penelope’s left ear and whispered. “You are going to suffer. I want to make sure you lose your mind so you can fail all of your finals. Trust me, when we are done with you, you will never be the same. You naughty, naughty girl…..”
Penelope felt that warm breath in her ear and heard those ominous words. That frightened her because she knew it was true. With her being trapped, they were going to torture her. The fingers kneading into her ribs was already driving her crazy and it was just the beginning. When she heard that she would lose her mind, she started to have a feeling of panic. She did not want to be tortured. Then she felt a very hard press into her ribs, not too deep to hurt her, but it sent an intense tickling sensation throughout her body. She started to laugh harder. Someone’s fingers were finding very sensitive spots, and she was becoming desperate. Then she felt something tickling right above her pants line and onto the delicate skin below her navel. It appeared that two people were now tickling her.
“Ooooh!!! Her skin is soft! Look at her trembling. Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 laughed as she fluttered her fingers on that skin below the navel. She loved how soft it felt, and she wanted to keep teasing. She wanted to join in on the fun after watching Masked girl 2 tickling those ribs. She had to be patient when they tormented Molly. But this time, she wanted in on the action early.
Masked girl 1 laughed as she saw those additional fingers tickling Penelope. She knew her friend wanted to play and did not want to wait. She then looked over at Masked girl 4 and made eye contact. “Let me guess, you want a turn?” she asked.
“Yes!!! Hehehehe” Masked girl 4 answered. She then let her hands off the shoulder and reached her fingers into the armpits. The way the arms were behind Penelope’s back, she couldn’t get into the pits cleanly, so she had to start digging in there. She figured that she could make her suffer and now three women were going to tickle this victim. Much like Masked girl 3, she had to be patient when they had Molly. But now, she wanted to make this person suffer. This was all about revenge. She was having a lot of fun tickling Molly, and this same person interrupted them.
Penelope now felt those fingers burrowing into her armpits and that really got to her. She knew she was very ticklish in her armpits, and it was a devastating weak spot. She started to scream in her gag, and she even tried to lift her upper body up like a sit-up. The intensity of the ticklish feelings was very strong and she felt that agony. She tried to twist her body, then felt herself slam back to the table, and she felt pain as she landed on her arms. “Owwwwwww” she whimpered in pain.
“Hehehee be careful Princess. You are going to hurt yourself. Hehehe” Masked girl 1 laughed as she saw Penelope lift her body up a little bit, only to slam right back down onto the table. She then saw her friends pause for a moment. It appeared they wanted to give her a break before the torture started again.
“Hey! You better stay still. If you break your arms, it will be your fault. Hehehe You can’t blame us.” Masked girl 2 told her victim. She did like that reaction and wanted to keep going. She then looked at both Masked girl 3 and 4 and nodded her head. It was time to send a very strong message to Penelope that this was going to be a very long night. “How about we all tickle her ribs at the same time?” she asked them.
“Ooooh!!! That would be fun! Let’s do it!” Masked girl 4 said with glee.
“Yeah, let’s do it. Let’s see how crazy we make her.” Masked girl 4 added.
“Ok, on a count of three. One……………two…………two and a half……..two and three quarters……” Masked girl 2 teased. She wanted to build the anticipation, so when the tickling finally happened, it would drive Penelope insane.
Penelope was happy the tickling had stopped as it was getting to her. But she could hear them talking and it really got her nervous and fearful. She was getting nervous when she heard the countdown and tried her best to prepare herself. She hated that her eyes were in darkness, and she couldn’t scream for help. All she could do was hear and feel. Both were amplified and when she heard that prolonged count, her entire body was on edge. Then it happened! She felt three pairs of hands tickling her ribs and she lost it. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 1 smiled behind her hooded mask as she heard that desperate laughter coming from Penelope’s gag. She loved the way the hands looked tickling that very delicate and ticklish area on Penelope’s body. Masked girl 4’s hands were near the top of the ribs, just under the bra and she was kneading that area. Then Masked girl 2’s fingers were moving in a circular fashion on the surface of the ribs near the middle area and Masked girl 3’s fingers were going after the lower ribs. She saw Penelope’s body shivering and trying to squirm around as all those hands were probing that ticklish spot. It looked absolutely beautiful to her. She hoped they would do this for a very long time. She looked towards her left and she could see Penelope’s shoes moving around. It was as though electricity was flowing through the body as the feet were spasming. She smiled as she wanted to have some fun too. A nice thought formed in her mind, and she felt anxious. She was going to use her friends to break Penelope down, so when she got her turn, her victim would truly break. She would truly suffer. She also had a special surprise and looked forward to that moment. But right now, it was all about the breaking down. “That’s right girls, make her SUFFER!! Hehehe” she laughed.
Masked girl 2 was getting caught up in the moment. Her hands were moving at a dizzying pace, kneading that tender and ticklish spot in the middle of the ribcage. She watched as her hands moved in that circular fashion. She could feel the tension in the body and heard that horrific muffled scream. It truly was a rush in her body. There was a feeling of power. She knew her hands were causing Penelope to suffer, and it made her feel good inside. “That’s right! Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!! Hehehehe” she laughed as she continued her torment.
Masked girl 4 was enjoying the moment as her hands continued to knead that very soft area at the top of the ribs and right below the bra. Her eyes focused on Penelope’s chest. She could see the cleavage and that got her a little excited. She knew those breasts hiding underneath were definitely bigger than their last victim. Molly had such a small chest, but Penelope would probably have some very nice-looking breasts. She then loved her fingers up a little and touch the bottom of the bra, as she wanted to graze those mounds. “Hehehehe listen to her laugh! She is SO ticklish!” she taunted.
Masked girl 3 loved touching the bottoms of the ribs. She loved the reaction she was getting and thought back to a few of their victims in the past. Ribs were usually a weak spot for many of them and Penelope was no different. Her eyes then saw that stomach area and that spot looked like it was going to be a lot of fun. She wondered just how ticklish the stomach was going to be. She thought about how ticklish her own stomach was and surely, this victim would be ticklish there. She wanted to tickle every inch of Penelope and that included her very personal spots. That sent a tingle between her legs and her eyes started to look at the belt buckle. She looked forward to exposing this woman and truly having some fun with her.
Penelope continued to laugh hysterically as those fingers and hands kept going after her vulnerable ribs. It was such a horrible feeling. All she could feel was those ticklish shockwaves tearing through her body and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Having all areas of her ribs tickled at the same time was getting to be very overwhelming. The only thought in her mind at the moment was just how much this tickled her. She felt her face getting warm and sweat was starting to show up. That gag was soaked with her saliva, and she prayed that they would give her a break. She shook her head side to side and then felt hands grazing underneath her breasts and that set her off too. Penelope had no clue how this was going to end, but she desperately needed a break.
“Ok girls, pause for a moment. We don’t want to kill her right now. We have so much more to go on her body!” Masked girl 1 told the group. She laughed as they got their last squeezes and kneads in and now, they slowly moved their hands away. She could see the skin and it delighted her. The skin was turning a nice shade of pink. She could see where the fingers made their impression on the skin. She chuckled a little because by the time they were done with her, the skin was going to be very pink. She then listened to the heavy breathing coming from Penelope. She looked over at her face and could see the sheen of sweat on her forehead. She could hear her breathing through that gag. Masked girl 1 chuckled as she wondered how Penelope would react when she found out that the gag was an old worn-out sock. That would probably make her vomit. She figured she would let her know later after she was thoroughly embarrassed. She didn’t want to remove the gag at the moment because she did not want to possibly alert anyone walking by. She did want to hear her scream but thought better of it. She then leaned closer to Penelope’s ear once again and decided to keep playing with her mind. “Awww….poor baby. Is the tickling getting to be too much for you? Do you want us to stop?” she asked teasingly.
Penelope wanted to get in as much wind as possible and now she heard the voice once again. She shuddered when she heard it in her ear because her body was on total edge. She heard the questions and started to groan. This was what they did to Molly, Cheyenne and Ann. Play with their minds to slowly break them down. Now it was happening to her. She wished she could yell, but the gag continued to absorb her saliva. She knew she had no choice because she wanted this to end as fast as possible. If she resisted, this group would be more inclined to keep torturing her. “Mmmm…..yes….please stop…” she whimpered into the gag, then turned her head towards the voice in her ear.
“Tell me why we should stop. You ruined our fun with Molly! Aren’t you a very naughty girl?” Masked girl 1 teased. She was going to really push Penelope into hysteria and make her pay for ruining their fun with Molly.
“No…..please….no more. I can’t take it.” Penelope whimpered into her gag. She was getting worn down and felt a lot of heat within her body. Plus, with all four women close to her body, she could feel their own body heat and it was becoming a little uncomfortable for her.
“You aren’t a naughty girl? You would say you are a good girl?” Masked girl 1 asked in a teasing voice, preparing her victim for the next round of torture.
“Yes…yes…I didn’t do anything. Please….stop this.” Penelope responded. She started to feel very nervous as she knew these women were trying to torture her.
“I think you know you are a bad girl. I think you know you have sinned against us. I think you need a little persuasion to get you to admit you are naughty. When you are ready to admit that, let us know….” Masked girl 1 threatened. She then nodded her head to Masked girl 3 to begin their fun.
Masked girl 3 smiled behind her mask and started to lightly trace her fingers across that smooth and sensitive skin below the navel. She immediately felt the muscles tightening and that got her to smile. It was now time to play with Penelope’s stomach. She moved her fingers in a haphazard way across the flesh and she started to hear those giggles. She looked at her other friends and she could tell they must have been smiling. She couldn’t see their smiles, but she was sure they were just as excited as she was. She wanted to start with a teasing tickling first, then really go after this sensitive stomach area.
Penelope winced as she felt those fingers tickling that skin beneath her navel and right above her pants. It didn’t produce intense tickling sensations, but it still drove her crazy. She was very sensitive there and she started to giggle. She tried to move her body around, but they still held her down. Then she felt the fingers zigzagging up and down that area, getting dangerously close to her bellybutton and also right on her pants. Her stomach started to quiver, and her giggles were getting stronger. She realized what their next target was, and she was going to be in deep trouble!
“I love the sound of her giggles. Hehehe They are kind of cute.” Masked girl 2 said as she observed the belly tickling.
“Yes, she does have cute giggles. Hehehehe I do love the sound of her laughter. I especially love it when it gets really loud.” Masked girl 4 giggled.
“Yes, she does have some cute giggles. She is actually a very cute girl. She has a cute face. We can see how cute her tummy is. I bet she will be really cute when we see her entire body, including between her legs…..” Masked girl 1 said with rising lust in her voice. She knew those words were sure to get Penelope in a panic.
Penelope’s eyes bugged out behind her blindfold when she heard those women talking about her situation. She really started to feel a panic as they talked about her naked body. She definitely did not want to be naked to these women. That would be humiliating and probably very torturous. She started to squirm as hard as she could and heard their collective laughter.
“Look at her!!! She is really squirming around. Just like a worm on a fishing hook. Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 taunted as she felt Penelope’s body moving around. She knew it was due to her soft tickling, but also that proposition of the victim learning she will be naked before this is all over. “If you think my tickling is bad now, just wait until we really play with your naked body.” she continued.
Penelope really started to squirm as she heard them consistently talking about her getting naked. At the moment, she only had her shirt opened up. She wondered how she would react once they started to remove more of her clothing. She then let out a shriek behind her gag when she felt the tip of a finger circling around her navel. That really tickled and she started to grunt more.
“Ooooh!!! She is really sensitive here! She is like Molly. Such a ticklish navel. Play with it. Make her scream…..” Masked girl 1 said as she watched that finger of Masked girl 3 slowly circle around the exposed and helpless belly button.
“Hehehehe yes she is. Hmmmmm…maybe I should move my finger right……here….” Masked girl 3 said and then moved the tip of her finger directly into the belly button. She didn’t press into it; she just used the tip to graze that area.
“NNNNOOOOOOOOO HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE STOP IT!!!! STOP IT!!!” Penelope laughed into her gag. That feeling was very intense and really tickled her. There were times she would casually play with her bellybutton when she was bored and lying down somewhere. She could tickle herself and that amused her. But now, some women hellbent on torturing her was tickling her delicate navel!
“Hahahahaha listen to her! Oooh! This is fun! Tickle, tickle tickle! Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 laughed as she continued to probe and stroke her finger across the belly button. She loved the way Penelope’s body seemed to be in a panic and tried to escape. She could feel the stomach muscles clamping up around the finger’s touch and she was impressed on how fit the stomach was. She then slowly moved the finger out of the navel and let Penelope have a small break. It was time to set her up for a vicious tickling. “Penelope? Are you ok?” she asked.
Penelope felt a sense of relief when the finger stopped playing with her belly button. She felt herself breathing a little harder and was starting to get tired from this assault. She heard the question posed to her and she tried to look towards where the voice was coming from. “I am not ok! Let me go!!! Please…..please don’t do this to me.” she started to beg.
“You know what you need? Hehehe” Masked girl 3 asked with a giggle.
Penelope didn’t know what to say. She had a bad feeling something terrible was about to happen because the way that question sounded, it sounded like a set up question. She started to shake her head “no” and prepared herself for what was going to be an attack.
“You need to……..LAUGH more!!!!” Masked girl 3 said with happiness in her voice as she then planted her finger into the navel and started to swirl it around. She remembered how often the others would do this maneuver and it always was effective on ticklish girls. She loved the way the body got really tense and she heard that delightful scream coming from poor Penelope.
Penelope screamed in hysterical laughter as she felt that finger in her navel. The sheer intensity of the ticklish sensations was very powerful, and she had no idea something like this could tickle this bad. She remembered when she tickled poor Molly viciously and now understood what that poor girl must have felt like. Her lungs started to burn as she felt the ticklish sensations tearing right through her. She moved her head around viciously as she felt the sheer intensity of that tickling.
“Hey! Hehehehe look at her head flopping around. Hold her head still. We don’t want her to hurt herself as she screams…..” Masked girl 1 instructed. She saw that panicked reaction from Penelope and wanted to make sure she didn’t knock herself out. Because if she did, then their fun would be paused. She watched as Masked girl 4 held the head down with her hands and now she watched as there was a “controlled” squirming from the victim. She then moved her eyes back to the finger and loved how it was playing with that very vulnerable navel. Navels were one of her favorite spots to play with. Watching it get played with felt amazing to her and she hoped it continued.
Masked girl 3 started to get wrapped up in her thoughts as she felt her finger moving around. There was something about the sound of that shrill laughter that really got her juices flowing. She noticed that the skin was getting pinkish and that delighted her. She then slowed down her navel tickling and went for a softer touch. She could feel the legs underneath her still trying to move around and they would bump her a little between her own legs. That set off some erotic lust in her body. The fact that Penelope was going to end up naked really excited her and she hoped they would really have their way with her sexually as well. It was a whole new world for the group, and this would be the most exciting time.
Penelope continued to scream into her gag even though the finger tickling slowed down and was softer than that evil swirling. She felt incredibly ticklish, and every touch sent very strong ticklish pulses throughout her body. She curled her toes inside her shoes, and she kept trying to move her legs. She felt her head being held and she truly felt like a prisoner to these women. There was no sense of escape and the gag she had prevented her from screaming for help. She wondered if she would ever get rescued. The way these women were talking, she was going to end up like Molly and Cheyenne. Completely naked and humiliated. That started to get her emotions going as she did not want to be humiliated like that. Then she squealed when she felt a strong squeeze on her right side.
“Hehehehehe sorry! I couldn’t help myself. Her side just looked so…..inviting.” Masked girl 2 laughed as she continued to squeeze that very vulnerable side. Watching the bellybutton tickling was very amusing and she wanted to throw Penelope off. She figured that if she and the others would throw in unsuspecting tickles, Penelope wouldn’t try and get used to the one area being tormented.
“Hehehehe did you hear her scream? She didn’t see that coming. Can you imagine what would happen to her when she is naked, and we start touching her in places? Do you think she will moan, or would she laugh?” Masked girl 1 teasingly asked. She wanted to keep Penelope thinking the worst was yet to come.
“Hmmmm…that is a great question. I think if we touch her in certain places, like her nipples, I think she might moan. I think she loves being touched. I think she would love being touched by a woman. I think she secretly likes women. Hehehehe” Masked girl 4 answered. She then lowered her head closer to Penelope’s so she could tease her mentally. “Do you like girls? I think if a girl were to play with you, you would love it. Am I right?” she whispered. She then kissed Penelope on her sweaty forehead to get her juices flowing.
Penelope heard that question and her mind started to race. The squeezing on her side was driving her wild as well as the tickling on her belly. Ticklish electricity was still flowing through her body, but when she heard that question it made the intensity even greater. She didn’t want to admit to anyone that she was having fantasies about other girls. Ever since she and Pam started to tickle Molly, she kept imagining what it would be like to have a very sexual encounter with another woman. When she and Pam tickled Ann and took off her clothes, she kept thinking about a naked woman’s body. During that night where she stripped Molly naked, and saw Cheyenne naked, it was such an erotic thrill for her. She felt bad for her role in that moment, but the memory of those two young ladies having a sexual interaction made her want to touch herself. Now, she was in a position to potentially being played with, but she never imagined it like this. She did not want to be trapped and helpless. Penelope wanted to be the dominant one in a sexual encounter with another woman. She felt the kiss on her forehead and a chill went through her mind. Were these women going to do things to her sexually as well? She continued to laugh into her gag and hoped she would be set free.
Masked girl 1 could see the anguish on the helpless face of Penelope and loved the idea of playing with Penelope sexually. The group had never dominated their victims sexually, so Penelope being the first would be an amazing time. Her own thoughts were getting stronger and wanted to know what Penelope thought. “Hey, pause the tickling for a moment. Let’s give her a chance to answer. Let’s see if she does want to get played with by a girl. Hehehe” she instructed.
Penelope gasped as she felt the fingers stop tickling her belly, and the squeezing on her sides stopped. She tried to get as much air as she could and felt another bead of sweat trickling from her forehead down the side of her head. She still couldn’t see any of these attackers and her body was very warm. She started to groan as she just wanted all of this to stop. She felt the need to beg as her body was slowly getting to be too overwhelmed. “Please….no more…..no more….” she begged behind the gag.
“Awww…..looks like Penelope here needs a break. Poor thing. She is already miserable, but the bad part is, she still has a LONG way to go. Hehehe” Masked girl 1 said with a laugh as she watched Penelope trying to recover. She felt her nipples getting hard as she thought about the path they were on to completely dominating Penelope. She then leaned her masked head closer and got to the left ear. “Hey Penelope, I know you are suffering, and we will continue to torture you. But we have a question for you. If you answer honestly, maybe we could be a little nicer to you. MAYBE. So, here is our question. Would you like us to play with your body? What I am asking is, wouldn’t you love it if we touch and play with your very private areas, like between your legs?” she asked.
Penelope gasped as she heard that question in her ear. Her body tensed up as they were intending to sexually play with her. That got her mind into a tizzy as she was going to be humiliated by these women. The thought of them touching her between her legs was overwhelming, but also, exciting. She shook her head trying to get those thoughts out of her head. “Nooo….don’t touch me!!! Don’t touch me!!” she yelled behind her gag.
“You didn’t answer the question. Wouldn’t you love it?” Masked girl 1 asked. She then looked up at her friends and gave a head nod to being their torture again because she knew how Penelope was going to react.
“Nooooooo!!! Please, just let me go!!!” Penelope screamed into her gag. She did not want these women to humiliate her and tried to squirm again. Desperation started to set in, and she had to set herself free, or what happened to Molly and Cheyenne was going to happen to her! Then she exploded in laughter as the belly tickling and the side squeezing started once again. The unexpectedness of the attack made the sensations much worse than before. She laughed as hard as she could because of the intensity. The finger returned to her bellybutton and those hands were lobster clawing her sides. It was sheer torture, and she couldn’t do anything to stop it.
“Hmmm…perhaps you should have said you would love for us to touch you. Hehehehehe” Masked girl 1 taunted. She loved that explosive reaction and smiled behind her hooded mask. There was just something about Penelope’s laughter that really drove her own lust into gear. She then looked at that chest, covered only by the bra. She knew it was a matter of time before she saw what was behind the bra and that would make this entire encounter the best ever. She then decided it was time for her to get involved. Her friends were doing a masterful job, but she wanted to touch Penelope’s ticklish skin. She leaned closer to Penelope’s head and whispered her threat. “You see? If you had answered in a much more positive way, we would be nice to you. But no, you decide to decline our nice offer. So, it is time for me to get involved. You know where I am going? Hehehe Let’s just say I want to explore your soul. Or should I say soles?” she whispered with a grin.
Penelope heard those words and now she really started to panic. She knew exactly what she meant and now a very sensitive area of her body was going to be played with. That caused her to squirm harder and laugh harder as the anticipation was building along with the tickling she was already receiving. She forgot how ticklish her belly and upper body was, but she definitely remembered one area on her body that was very ticklish. Her feet. The last time anyone other than herself touched her feet was earlier in the school year. It was by Cheyenne when she was applying some Native American technique to her feet to help her relax. Even though Cheyenne did a careful job, the touching of her feet still drove her wild with ticklish sensations. Now that these women were trying to torture her, she knew the touching on her feet was not going to be careful like how Cheyenne did it, it was going to be sheer agony.
“Wow!!! Listen to her! She is going crazy! Hehehehe” Masked girl 4 said with happiness. She loved the way this entire situation was unfolding and started to get excited. Ever since they started talking about a potential sexual situation, her own lust grew. She loved watching her friends tickling the navel and the sides. She heard Masked girl 1 was going to the feet and she wanted to get involved. Her arousal was starting to peak, and she had to go do something about it. Her eyes then looked at the chest and that gave her an idea. It was time to go down that path of sexual dominance. She reached her two hands forward and then planted them on the helpless breasts and did a gentle squeeze. A rush filled her soul as she could feel how firm the breasts were, even under the bra. “Oh my goodness!!! Her breasts are nice!!!” she yelled out as she continued to softly squeeze the breasts.
Penelope now went into overdrive with panic. She felt those fingers tickling her navel and side. She knew someone was going to her feet. Now, she had someone squeezing her breasts. That was an entirely new feeling as no one besides her ever touched her breasts. The gravity of the situation was now really hitting her. These women were going to truly torment her, and completely embarrass her. She knew it was just a matter of time before they removed her clothing, and she would be in her birthday suit. There was no one to stop them. There was nothing she could do. She was going to experience the humiliation of being dominated by another woman. She felt incredible sadness even with the tickling that was still happening.
Masked girl 1 went towards where Penelope’s trapped feet were, and she felt really good inside. She was about to have fun with one of her favorite body parts to tickle. The feet. She didn’t get to play with Molly’s feet as her group would alternate body parts to tickle. Whenever she did get to tickle the feet of a helpless student at the school, it always gave her the deepest thrill. She looked at those black leather shoes and she rubbed her hands together. She absolutely loved removing footwear from her victims because it was like unwrapping a gift. She then stood directly in front of the bottoms of those shoes and felt that rush of excitement. She could see the feet wiggling around as poor Penelope was still being tickled by her friends. She then reached her right hand forward and using her thumb and index finger, she managed to grasp the tip of a shoelace and slowly started to tug at it. She could see the knot in the lace slowly coming undone and then it disappeared. She then started to slowly unlace the shoe, removing the string from the holes. She wanted to make it easier for herself to remove the shoe and prevent Penelope from fighting her attempt. Masked girl 1 knew victims would desperately try to get their shoes on once they realized they were being removed. The laces were getting pulled out easily and then the left foot really started to shake. It was that moment she had been waiting for. The realization that a foot was about to be tickled.
Penelope felt those fingers across her belly and on her sides. She continued to feel the girl groping her breasts, which brought her a lot of shame. Then fear ripped right through her as she felt her shoelaces on the left foot being undone. That set off the panic because she knew her feet were next. “NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed into the gag.
“I love it when she screams! Hehehehe I wonder if she is enjoying me touching her tits.” Masked girl 4 said with joy. She then started to run her thumbs over the material where the nipples were. The material was very thick, but her victim should still feel it.
Masked girl 1 smiled as she now had the laces completely undone. Now it was time to remove the shoe and really drive Penelope insane. But first, she wanted her to be completely aware. That meant she had to get her girls to stop their tickle attack. “Girls, can you pause for a moment, It is time to destroy that pea brain of hers…..” she instructed.
Penelope felt the fingers on her belly stop and also the side squeezing. She even felt those hands leave her breasts. She groaned as she felt those shockwaves still flowing through her body. She did feel a sense of relief and wanted to try to recover. The tickling was truly breaking her down. She had no idea she could still be alive after a ruthless tickling she had been enduring. She thought about when she and Pam tickled Molly, Cheyenne and Ann. Those were prolonged tickle attacks, and those women suffered a lot. Now it was her turn. “Mmmmmm…..please…..stop this….” she whimpered into her gag.
“Penelope, oh sweet Penelope……I am sure you are very tired. You are trapped, tied up, and completely helpless. You are SO very ticklish and that makes you a lot of fun. I bet you wish you never interfered with our fun with Molly a few nights ago. I bet you wish you were somewhere on campus literally doing anything instead of walking by that night. Well, you sinned. What I am about to do next will hopefully get you on the path to redemption. To do that, I must cleanse your soul. I must get those evil demons out of you and trust me, you will scream so loud, they will leave you. Hehehehe” Masked girl 1 laughed. She relished this moment, and she knew Penelope would probably go crazy. She started to think about how that bare foot would look. She wondered if it would be a nice-looking foot. She hoped it was tender and most importantly, very sensitive. “Now, let me remove your shoe…” she told her.
Penelope started to feel that nervous tension throughout her entire body. She was grateful that they weren’t tickling her at the moment, but now a weakness of hers was about to be exploited. She then gasped as she felt something grabbing the heel of her left shoe. She immediately scrunched her toes to try and keep her shoe on, but felt it come off her heel. The fact her shoe was getting removed put her into a panic. “Noooooo!!! Noooo!!! Not my shoe!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 1 chuckled to herself as she heard that reaction from Penelope. The shoe had come off the heel and now she was sliding it off the sole of the foot. She could feel the foot wiggling, which was helping the shoe to be removed. Then she pulled it off and now Penelope’s black stocking foot was exposed. She looked down and could see the outline of the foot. She looked inside the shoe and saw the foot was a size 9. That gave her a thrill as the feet were larger. Most of her victims had smaller feet, but the large ones were always a treasure. She then dropped the shoe to the ground, and it made a slight thud off the floor. “Well, what do we have here? Hehehe Why Penelope, you got some big feet.” she teased.
Penelope started to groan as she heard that teasing. She also felt her shoe come completely off and even jumped a little when she heard the shoe hit the floor. Now she could feel the room air caressing her stocking foot. She decided to not wear socks today, just her long stockings. It always felt good for her shoes to come off, especially after a long day at school, but now she felt even more vulnerable. She wiggled her foot around reflexively and prayed it wouldn’t be touched. She started to whimper in her gag as the tension in the air was starting to overtake her. She knew her foot was in ticklish danger and her nerves only frayed. She also didn’t like the fact that the size of her foot was being pointed out. After tormenting Molly, she knew making fun of someone’s feet was always going to make them feel more helpless.
“Sounds like someone knows she has a big foot. Hehehehehe Now, I do like this stocking. What is even better is that there is a small hole, a very tiny one on the bottom of your foot. I can see some skin! Oh, I can’t wait to see more of it. But right now, let me massage this foot of yours. You should relax. Let me make you feel good…..” Masked girl 1 said and then wrapped her hands around the shoeless foot. She felt the foot wiggling and she giggled. She already knew this foot was going to be very ticklish and was going to truly torture it.
Penelope felt those hands wrap around her foot and she jumped. Just the feeling of those warm hands on her foot caused great concern as she knew her foot was being prepared for torture. The massage didn’t feel too bad, but she knew it was a set up. She could already feel those pre-ticklish tremors forming in her body and she started to beg in her gag. “Please….don’t touch my feet.” she begged in her gag.
“Awwww…..come on Penelope, even you can admit this must feel nice. I know I love a good foot massage at the end of a long day. Hmmm…perhaps you would be willing to massage all of our feet. Maybe you would rather do that instead of me tickling your feet, right?” Masked girl 1 asked with a tease in her voice. She used her thumbs to knead the arch of the foot and loved how the material felt against her skin. The stockings were of good quality, and she was impressed. Molly had the clothes of a poor person, but Penelope had good quality clothes, which meant she came from some money. It was going to be a lot of fun when she would humiliate Penelope and tear the stocking open, ruining her clothes. She loved the thought of getting Penelope to possibly massage her own feet as a personal slave to all of her group. That idea started to grow inside her mind, and she liked the thought. The idea of breaking Penelope’s will and becoming a servant to her team would be most exciting.
“OOOhh!!! She will massage our feet? I like that….” Masked girl 2 said with a smile in her voice. She liked the idea of getting a foot massage. She wished she would get them more often and now they had a chance. She also knew what was about to happen to Penelope’s feet and that only got her more excited.
Penelope heard that offer and she didn’t know how to react. That girl was still massaging her foot, and she felt those ticklish tremors building. She wondered if subjecting herself to massaging their feet would be a better option. She did not want to be tickled, but at the same time, she didn’t want to be subservient to them. She had a lot of pride within her body and being someone else’s servant would humiliate her. She thought about Molly quickly, and how they humiliated her by forcing her to do Pam’s research paper. The amount of power she felt over Molly was incredible, so she knew why they were asking her to be their own personal servant of sorts. She could not let that happen. She started to shake her head “no” and also began to beg. “Please don’t do this to me. Please let me go.” she whimpered.
“I can’t believe it!!! She is turning down your offer????!!! Wow….” Masked girl 3 said aloud as she saw Penelope’s head shaking in a negative manner.
“I guess she likes the alternative then….hehehehe this will be fun.” Masked girl 4 chimed in, knowing what was about to happen next.
“I am actually disappointed in you Penelope. You had a chance to avoid what I am about to do to you, but I guess that’s what you really want. So……” Masked girl 1 said with a menace in her voice. She started to desire that massage, but it also gave her great motivation to really torture her. She then held the toes of the left foot with her right hand and bent the foot back towards Penelope’s upper body, completely exposing the sole. She then stared at that block stocking covering the sole and she used the tip of her left index finger to stroke down from the base of the toes, across the ball of the foot, into the arch and off the heel. A smile formed on her face as she felt that reaction in this foot. “….tickle tickle…” she teased.
Penelope’s entire body froze up as she felt that finger stroking down her foot and it tickled. It really tickled. It was a very intense sensation as her body was already frazzled from the earlier tickling assault. It was a simple stroke, but it might as well be the worst feeling in her entire life. Her body started to squirm and now she needed to get herself free. “Noooooooo Noooooo!!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 1 grinned under her hooded mask as she felt and heard that reaction. She felt a huge thrill in her body as this foot was going to be a lot of fun. She then stroked her finger again down the length of that sole. Then again. And again. And again. The foot was desperately trying to free itself from her grasp and she held on tighter. She loved the sound of those muffled giggles and once she really tickled that foot, the screams were going to sound wonderful. She liked the feeling of the foot on her fingers. Even with the stocking material, she could feel the design of the foot. She started to wonder what the naked foot looked like, and her finger started to move faster. “Penelope has TICKLISH feet!! Laugh for me, laugh!” she taunted.
Penelope felt those consistent strokes on her foot, and it was already driving her wild. The stroking up and down her sole was maddening and the tormentor had a good grip on her toes. She could not break her foot free, and she started to thrash her body as much as she could, even with someone sitting on her thighs. The giggles got stronger as the stroking increased, and she wondered how long she was going to last. No one touched her feet like this before and it was already torture. She desperately tried to pull her foot free, but the grip was too tight. “HEHEHEHEHEHE STOP!!! STOOOOOP!!” she laughed into her gag.
“Wow!! Look at her wiggle around! I feel like I am riding a wild horse right now! Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 said as she felt Penelope writhing underneath her. This was always a great thrill for her because when a victim would thrash under her, it would get her aroused. Listening to that muffled laughter and the body wiggling under her really set off her lust. Then her mind thought about the fact that they would strip Penelope naked and when that happened, she would be able to get her sexual excitement out.
“She must be REALLY ticklish on her feet! Hehehehe” Masked girl 2 chimed in. She then lowered her head next to Penelope’s right ear and whispered into it. She wanted to play with her mind as her foot was being tickled. “hehehe maybe you should have massaged our feet instead. Now, your feet will be tortured for a very long…….long……long time.”
Masked girl 4 was enjoying the reaction of the victim and she looked at the chest. After touching those hidden breasts, she couldn’t wait to expose them. They were jiggling around in the bra right now and it was only a matter of time before they unwrap their ticklish gift and really got to play with her. “Mmmmm look at those tits jiggling. Hehehe I love them.” she murmured.
Penelope heard those words in her ear, and she shuddered. They were playing with her mind, and she was in deep trouble. The tickling on her foot was not slowing down and the ticklish feelings only increased. She started to laugh harder when the finger played in her arch, which was a very sensitive area for her. Her other foot continued to move around, but with her ankles tied, she had a hard time moving it. She then attempted to move her shoe covered right foot over to protect the left foot, then felt her toes getting released. It appeared her plan worked as her shoe covered right foot successfully got the tickling of her exposed left foot to stop.
Masked girl 1 giggled as she felt that right shoe hit her left hand as she was stroking the bottom of the foot. She loved this moment because it was a good reason to now remove the right shoe and make Penelope feel even more vulnerable. She then grabbed the shoelace of the right shoe and tugged at it. The knot disappeared and it was time to scare Penelope once again. “You NAUGHTY GIRL!! Hehehehe Trying to hit my hand with your shoe! Well, that means only one thing. I have to take it off!!! Let’s get both feet exposed, shall we?” she teased.
Penelope gasped as she felt the shoelaces on her right foot come undone. That meant she was going to lose that shoe and both feet would be in ticklish danger. She felt that panic building once again as the laces were getting loose. She felt some relief as the tickling had stopped, but it meant that the worst was about to come. The laces were getting pulled out of her shoe and then she felt the shoe being loose on her foot. Then she felt that tug on the heel of her right shoe and it came off her heel. “Nooooooooo!!!!!” she screamed as the shoe started to come off her foot.
Masked girl 1 felt the shoe coming off and with a quick pull, she tugged the shoe off and now both feet were exposed with their stockings. She couldn’t help but feel excited as those ticklish feet were now very vulnerable. She could see the feet twitching and each foot was trying to cover one another reflexively. She then did a quick scribble of her fingers on the sole of the newly exposed right foot and that foot jumped, then wiggled wildly. That delighted her and she tickled the left foot. She saw the feet nervously trying to protect the other after each stroke of the sole. Her eyes couldn’t look away from that very tiny hole on the left foot and looked forward to exposing the bare feet. But for now, she was going to play with the stockinged feet and put Penelope’s mind in sheer terror. “Looks like Penelope here doesn’t like her feet tickled. I am going to truly enjoy this. Just wait until I see her bare feet!” she threatened.
Penelope started to whimper a lot after feeling those minor tickle attacks on both of her feet. The situation just kept getting worse as her feet were going to be tortured. She then felt her breasts getting groped again and she groaned. These other women were still in position and if they started to tickle her at the same time as her feet were being tickled, she would lose all self-control and suffer. Then she felt fingers go under her bra for a moment and her nipples were touched. That sent a fresh wave of panic throughout her body as these women were really going to torment every single part of her body and tease it. “Noooo!!! Not there!!!” she screamed.
Masked girl 4 enjoyed that reaction she got from Penelope as she swiped her fingers across the nipples under the bra. She smiled under her mask and also felt her own nipples get hard. She was getting anxious because she really wanted to play with Penelope sexually. She swiped her fingers again across the nipples and heard that loud grunt coming from the victim. “Her nipples feel nice. Hehehe” she said to the group.
“Oh really? I got an idea. Play with her nipples as I tickle her feet. Let’s see how she can tolerate two sensations at once.” Masked girl 1 instructed. She then gripped the big toes of both feet and pulled her hand back so the soles would be taut. Since the ankles were tied together, the feet were next to one another, and she quickly danced her fingers up both soles. She felt the feet trembling and now she started to hear that laughter. She loved ticklish feet. Penelope’s seemed very responsive and now her fingers focused on the arch area, near the insteps. That seemed to get the laughter out and she kept touching that area. “That’s right. Penelope has TICKLISH feet! hahaha” she laughed.
Penelope felt those fingers stroking on her arches near her insteps and that sent another tidal wave of ticklish feelings throughout her entire body. She could tell the girl had longer nails because they were scratching through that stocking material and driving her wild. Her mind was racing as the feelings were getting stronger. She knew these women were not going to have any mercy and she felt fear. Then she felt those fingers once again touching her nipples. To go along with her ticklish feelings, now she felt a wave of humiliation and pleasure as those buds were being teased. She felt so helpless. She was trapped and four women were trying to torture her out of her mind. The nipples were getting rubbed and stroked and she couldn’t do anything but laugh. Then she felt those fingers on her feet stroking against the balls of her feet and that sent a major ticklish shockwave throughout her soul as the balls of her feet were very sensitive. Penelope screamed into her gag as loud as she could. She wanted to just let all of her fear and ticklish agony out through her screams and prayed someone would come by and rescue her from this ticklish hell.
“Hehehe listen to her scream! Hmmmm….I wonder if we can make her scream a little louder if I do this?” Masked girl 3 giggled and then started to lightly trace her fingertips on that very delicate skin below the navel and above the pants line. She wanted to make sure her touch was very light so that the tickling of the feet from the leader was the dominate ticklish feeling, but enough to torment Penelope’s mind at the same time. She loved the way her fingers touched that soft skin and loved that shrill gagged laughter. The body continued to writhe under her, and she started to get wet. That made her look at the button on Penelope’s pants, and she wanted to open it, so she could start the process of stripping the pants off and get closer to the ultimate prize.
“Hey, I want to do something too!” Masked girl 2 added. She saw the leader tickling Penelope’s stockinged feet. She saw Masked girl 4 playing with those helpless nipples under the bra, and Masked girl 3 was lightly stroking the skin right above the pants line. She noticed that her friends were now starting to get Penelope ready to be sexually teased and she wanted to be included with the torment. She then had an idea. She lifted her hood up a little to expose her mouth. Penelope was blindfolded at the moment, so she wouldn’t see a partial look at her face. She then lowered her head towards the very vulnerable ribs and planted her lips on them. Then she started to kiss them. She figured she would help trying to get Penelope aroused and ready for sexual humiliation.
Penelope felt those fingers lightly stroking near her pants line, and her nipples were still getting flickered and stroked under her bra. Then she felt those soft lips on her ribs, kissing her. She felt a fresh wave of panic as the others were now being gentle with her body and trying to please her body, while her feet were still under tickle attack. She couldn’t help but laugh as the fingers on her feet continued to dance on her soles. She also felt something else. Her body was becoming weak, and these other women were now trying to please her body. It made her mind go into panic as she knew their goal. It was the same goal she had with Molly. Get her aroused so they could dominate her in a sexual manner. Those thoughts made her nipples get hard and now she was really feeling in trouble. She did not want to get aroused because she knew what kind of effects it would have on her sensitivity. She started to plead through her gag and laughter for them to stop.
Masked girl 1 looked up from the trapped feet and could see what her team was doing. She could see the playing of the nipples; she could tell Masked girl 3 was playing with the belly and Masked girl 2 was kissing the ribs. That got her excited because her friends were now getting Penelope’s body ready. She figured it was a good time for her next move. She loved the feelings of the stockings on her fingers, but it was time for her to touch the skin of these feet. She didn’t know how high the stockings were up Penelope’s leg, so she decided she would keep them on the legs, but tear open the foot area. She looked at the hole and then used her fingers to poke in the hole and try to create a bigger one. Her finger touched that soft skin and that made her very happy. The feet were probably going to be soft. The hole was right below the ball of the foot, near the arch. She then started to tear the hole open a bit and could hear the sound of the material ripping. “Hehehe I think it is time for me to expose her BARE FEET!! I hope she didn’t like these stockings too much. She won’t be able to wear them ever again.” she laughed and continued tearing.
Penelope felt the tearing on her stocking and now she went into overdrive. Her feet were going to be exposed and would be very vulnerable to tickle attacks. She also hated the fact that her favorite stockings were going to be destroyed as well. She could feel her foot getting exposed as she could hear the stocking being torn opened, and the ball of her foot was getting exposed. She felt weak at the moment and couldn’t stop what was happening. She also continued to feel those fingers playing with her nipples and those soft strokes near her pants line. When she felt the kisses on her ribs, a sense of doom washed over her. There was no way she was going to be able to stop these women from having their way with her body and it got her emotional knowing she was helpless. Then she felt the stocking getting torn open more and came off her heel. The only saving grace was that the tickling stopped, but it would return soon enough. “Please….don’t do this to me. Please let me go….” she whimpered in her gag.
Masked girl 1 got excited as she managed to peel the torn stocking off the sole of that left foot. Now she could see the foot from the heel to the base of the toes. She noticed the pinkish skin on the heel, the outside edge of the foot and the ball of the foot. The arch was high and had pale skin. It looked absolutely delightful and now it was time to expose the entire foot. She then grabbed the bottom of the remaining part of the torn stocking at the base of the toes and without any hesitation, she tore them right off those toes! Now, the entire foot was exposed, with the stocking still covering the ankle and leg. She felt excited as she saw those long toes which had pinkish skin on the undersides. The foot was quivering as though it knew its impending doom. “Well, well, well. Looks like Penelope here has some lovely feet. Oh, I am going to truly enjoy this.” she said with lust in her voice.
Penelope felt herself getting very warm in her body as she felt humiliated. There was something about having a foot forcefully exposed that made her feel completely weak. She knew everyone must be looking at her foot. She didn’t mind having her feet exposed as she did go around barefoot in her room, but this was different. These women were trying to torture her and with all this sensual touching, she felt herself being naked. That made her body tremble and then she felt the other touches stopping. The fingers left her nipples, the kissing stopped on her ribs and that soft touch on her navel area ceased. She figured they were all gazing at her foot, and she felt small. She started to whimper in her gag as the feeling of shame washed over her.
“She DOES have a nice-looking foot! Look at those long toes! They have a good shape to them! I want to see the bottom!” Masked girl 2 said as she made her way towards the foot of the table. She then stood next to Masked girl 1 and she stared at the exposed sole. She loved how long the foot was and was narrow. She could see that pinkish skin and the pale arch in contrast. She leaned into Masked girl 1 and giggled. “Ooooh! Looks like we got a nice one! I like her feet. But I have got a question for you. Why is only one foot exposed? Doesn’t she have two feet? Hehehe” she laughed.
“Technically that is two questions. Hahahahahahaha” Masked girl 1 joked. She then looked at the right foot still encased in its stocking, and it was time to expose that foot as well. “You’re right though. She does have two feet, so I think we need to see the other one just in case it looks different. You never know, right?” she said with happiness.
Penelope started to groan as she felt her right stocking getting pulled off her toes, and then she heard a tearing sound. That made her feel sad as her favorite pair of stockings were now ruined. She felt the material coming off her toes and then the ball of the foot. She felt herself starting to twitch as soon both of her feet were going to be naked. She started to whimper in her gag again as she felt vulnerable.
“Awww….what’s the matter? Don’t like having your feet exposed? Well, that’s too bad. Hehehe” Masked girl 3 laughed. She then moved her head closer to Penelope’s so she could tell her something else that would surely drive her victim crazy. It got her excited, but she knew how everything was flowing, and it was now time to make Penelope’s mind snap. “Just think, your feet are going to be REALLY tickled. It will seem like forever, and you will probably lose your mind. You sinned very badly and now we will cleanse your soles. Hahahaha then, we will have to strip you naked to finish your punishment. Just imagine what will happen when we see your naked body. I know I am looking forward to seeing what is between your legs. Hahaha you will love my touch….” she threatened.
Masked girl 1 stared at the bare feet of Penelope and she got really excited. Staring at that pink skin made her feel things in her body that she loved to experience. She was going to have a lot of fun playing with those feet and she didn’t want to waste any time. She stroked the tip of her right index finger up the left sole quickly, then did the same with her left index finger up the newly exposed right sole. She saw the feet wiggling around, with the toes curling and opening and heard a giggle. She then stoked her right index finger up the left sole again, and then repeated the procedure on the right foot with her left index finger. The giggles got louder, and the feet kept moving around. She liked how soft the feet were. They weren’t very soft but had a nice tenderness to them. Tired feet at the end of the day were always a perfect time because the feet would be more tender after being inside shoes and stockings all day. “Hehehe oh yes, Penelope has some ticklish feet. I am going to torture you now, Penelope. I am going to tickle the hell out of these feet. Ready?” she teased.
Penelope heard those ominous words from Masked girl 3 about her naked body being touched and felt fear. She heard the words about her most private spot and her nerves were on edge just from that threat. Then she felt those index fingers stroking up and down her feet and her mind realized just how much ticklish trouble she was in. She let out some ticklish squeals as the index fingers stroked up the bottoms of her feet. When she heard the words about her feet being tortured, the fear spiked within her soul, and she started to beg profusely. “Noo!! Please not my feet!! Not my feet!!! It will be torture! Please, no!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 2 watched with great delight as she saw her friend stroking her fingers up and down the feet. She wanted to have some fun as well, and as she watched those naked feet wiggling around, she came up with an idea. To maximize the tickle torture, those feet had to remain still. She then grabbed the tops of both feet and held them still. She looked up at her friend and nodded her head. “Torture her…..” she said with lust in her voice.
Masked girl 1 saw her cohort holding those feet still and she could see them quivering. Her moment of truth was here and now it was time to punish Penelope. She formed her fingers into claws and then raked her nails from the tender heel, through the very soft arch, and off the balls of the feet. She did it in slow motion so her victim could feel the full impact of her nails on the skin. She felt the feet tense up and heard a horrific muffled scream coming from the owner of those pretty feet. A rush of excitement flowed through her, and she repeated her ticklish strokes and enjoyed the moment. “Tickle, tickle, tickle…..hehehehe someone has some TICKLISH feet!” she taunted.
Penelope felt those claws on the soles of her feet, and she lost it. The sheer intensity of it all ripped through her like electricity and she started to scream. The tickling that was done to her entire body thus far was bad, but it also set her up to be vulnerable when a very ticklish spot was tickled. She felt those nails sliding across her feet. She could feel them digging into her flesh, going across the heels of her feet, and into her arch and then the balls of the feet. It seemed like this woman was going to really torture her and she just laughed. She desperately tried to wiggle her body around as she had to get herself free. If she did not get free of these women, she thought she might lose her mind.
“WHOA!!!! She is really ticklish on her feet!!! She almost knocked me off!” Masked girl 3 declared as she felt Penelope’s body wiggling around underneath her. She could see the veins popping out in the neck area and the strain on Penelope’s face. She saw her head thrashing around and could hear those muffled screams of laughter. She looked up at Masked girl 4 and nodded her head. It was time to give Penelope some conflicting sensations as the feet were played with.
Masked girl 4 saw her friend nod her head and she nodded back. She knew what that meant and it was time to play with Penelope’s body once again. She reached her hands forward and slipped her fingers under the bra and found those nipples once again. She rubbed the pads of her fingers across those nipples and felt the nubbins starting to react. It was time to confuse Penelope’s mind so that she would become even more sensitive.
Penelope screamed louder as she felt her nipples being played with. This was not going well for her as they were controlling her body. She felt helpless. She couldn’t stop what was happening to her body and that made her mind freak out. She did everything she could to get her feet free, to get one of the women off her legs and the last one to stop touching her breasts, but it was no use. She then felt one of the claws leave her foot, the right one, and now both hands were clawing her left foot. She lifted her head and screamed in ticklish agony through her gag. Her face turned red as the ticklish intensity spiked.
Masked girl 1 moved her left hand away from the right foot, and now applied both hands to the bottom of the left foot. She moved her “claws” up and down the sole, moving in an unorganized way. She wanted to just make her hands move around with reckless abandon, so Penelope could not just suffer on one spot of the foot. She loved the fact that the feet were being held still, so she could just tickle them without having to chase the foot around. She saw those long toes curling very tight, which created those massive wrinkles in the skin on the bottom of the foot. She loved how her nails could feel those “bumps” as they raked across the foot. She then decided she should slow the torture down and make Penelope start to feel totally helpless. She stopped her clawing and then did very soft strokes on each foot, using the pads of her fingertips. She heard the maniacal laughter decreasing in intensity, but it was still a steady giggle. Her victim had some very ticklish feet, and she was going to enjoy this very much. “Awww….did you enjoy the claws, Penelope? Didn’t it make your feet feel really good?” she teased.
Penelope felt the clawing stop on her foot and the intensity subsided a little, but with the soft stroking, she still laughed. Her feet were always very ticklish, and the lightest touch could get her going. Her mind didn’t know what to do. That raking and clawing was so overwhelming, that it felt grateful it was just soft stroking now. Both methods would tickle her, but one was less intense. She couldn’t stop her laughter to even beg. That’s what really messed with her psyche. She couldn’t even beg for mercy as she just could not stop giggling. It also didn’t help that her nipples were still being played with. Those fingers kept touching those buds and her body had to naturally react. They got stiff and now her body was going to react to the more sensual touch.
Masked girl 4 got excited as the nipples she was playing with reacted. She finally got the nipples to stiffen. That was key in their plan to sexually humiliate Penelope. Now that she felt them stiffening, it was time to really get the body going. “Hey, her nipples are hard now! Hehehe I think she likes me touching them now. Go ahead and do your thing!” she told Masked girl 3.
Masked girl 3 giggled under her hooded mask as the reaction they hoped for was happening. Even with all the horrific laughter, they wanted to make Penelope feel arousal. That was the key to humiliating her sexually. She then took the tips of her fingers and started to softly stroke right under the navel on the very delicate skin. She felt the belly quivering under her touch and those giggles were music to her ears. Her fingers made it to the pant line, and she wondered if it was time to prepare Penelope for the next phase. She decided to let her fingers linger near the area, and when the foot tickling calmed down again, she would mess with Penelope’s mind by unbuttoning the pants.
Masked girl 1 truly enjoyed the softness of the helpless feet. The way the skin felt on her fingers soothed her. She liked these larger feet and wished she could tickle them all night long. It was still early evening and the thought of kidnapping Penelope and holding her hostage over the weekend sounded like a great idea. But this was about revenge, and a strong message. She wanted to break Penelope’s spirit. She then focused on the right foot. It was time to play with that one exclusively for a little bit. She looked up at Masked girl 2 and nodded her head. “Hold the toes of her right foot. Bend them back, so I can have some fun with the bottom of her foot.” she instructed.
Masked girl 2 nodded her head affirmatively and then took her right hand, grabbed the long toes of the right foot, then pulled them back. She had a good grip on the toes and from her vantage point, she could see the top of the ball of the foot. This next round of torture was going to be fun, and she had to be prepared to hold the foot still. “Ok, do your thing!” she replied.
Masked girl 1 saw that taut sole and she grinned. She looked at the ball of the foot and figured she would play with it first since it seemed so inviting for her fingers. She took the tip of her left index finger and decided to explore that vulnerable spot. She placed the tip of her finger right at the outside edge of the ball of the foot and then made a clockwise motion. Her finger moved across the top part of the ball of the foot, near the base of the toes, all the way to the inside edge of the foot. She heard a very strong laugh from Penelope and her adrenaline spiked again. As the finger made it back across the bottom of the ball of the foot, she noticed that the spot close to the top of the arch was very responsive. She made a mental note of that as she wanted to find very sensitive areas. Once she made a complete revolution around the ball of the foot, she then slowly dug her finger into the ball of the foot and moved across the skin, going from the outside edge of the foot, through the center of the ball all the way to the inside edge of the foot. She could feel that foot straining to get free as well as hearing that laughter growing in intensity. She loved how pink the skin was getting and continued to attack the ball of the foot. “She has such ticklish feet. One of the best feet we ever tickled.” she said softly so her friend could hear it.
Penelope felt that finger tickling the ball of her foot, and it horrified her. She could feel the movement and followed it in her mind. When the finger was near her toes she shivered in ticklish agony. When it went to the inside edge of her foot, she panicked because if it moved lower, it would touch her very delicate instep and send her into ticklish hell. Then she felt it slide across the bottom of the ball, and dangerously close to the very ticklish arch of her foot. When she felt the finger going across the ball of the foot, she couldn’t help but let all the laughter flow. There was something methodical about that finger tickling her foot. It also didn’t help that her nipples were still being played with, and fingers also near her pants tickling that very soft skin. Her mind thought back to how she and Pam tickled their victims. The overwhelming style of attack on various parts of the body to break their mind. This entire ordeal was slowly breaking her will and with that threat of being naked looming, she feared she would end up breaking and being submissive to these ladies. She was always a proud woman, but it wasn’t going to be long before she submitted to them. Then she felt the finger tickling her heel and even that part of her foot was very reactive to touch. Penelope let out a very loud ticklish squeal and could hear the group laughing at her. That was embarrassing as they were truly enjoying her ticklish plight.
Masked girl 1 focused on that very tender heel on the right foot with her fingers. The heel was soft, not as soft as the rest of the foot, but definitely not a rough area. She was pleased the heel was responsive. She noticed the laughter and the foot straining was greater when she was close to the bottom of the arch and on top of the heel. That must have been a very dreadful spot for her victim, and she was going to exploit it. First, she wanted to trace her fingertips around the outside edges of the heel, and slowly come back to the surface area and then move closer to the top of the heel. She could feel that foot straining to get free, but with the toes being held, there was no escape. She then fluttered her fingers into the bottom of the arch and heard another loud ticklish squeal. “hehehehe you know, I am really enjoying her laughter. She is so ticklish.” she mentioned to Masked girl 2.
“Yeah, she really is ticklish. I am glad she is. This is the perfect revenge. You know I am excited about what we have planned for her very soon. This will be our greatest moment!” Masked girl 2 responded. She loved feeling those toes straining in her hand and she maintained a good grip. She then decided to be a little devious and maneuvered her fingers to start touching the undersides of the toes and stroke that skin. She felt the foot jumping and she smiled. “Looks like someone has ticklish toes!” she grinned.
“Tickle them! I will work her arch, and you get her toes. Let’s see how loud we can make her get!” Masked girl 1 instructed. She then formed her fingers back into the claw formation and placed her nails right in the center of the pale skinned arch. She then raked her fingers in a short distance, mainly staying right in the middle of the arch. She could feel the foot reacting and she loved it. It was time to really torture Penelope!
Penelope felt fingers on the bottoms of her toes, and she almost lost her sense of reality. Her toes were always highly sensitive and now they were being played with. She started to squeal in ticklish terror as the fingers continued to touch that very delicate skin. Then she started to panic when she felt those fingers raking in the center of her arch. The sheer intensity of the sensations hit her like a pile of bricks. She screamed as loud as she could into her gag as the ticklish feelings were quite overwhelming. She desperately tried to get her foot away, but it was no use. She couldn’t even feel her nipples still being played with or feeling those fingers softly tickling that soft skin below her navel. Her brain could only feel those horrible ticklish feelings on her toes and in her arch.
Masked girl 3 turned her head to see what was happening and she saw that the toes of the right foot were being held and probably tickled. She could also see the hand of Masked girl 1 on the foot and knew they must have hit some hot spots. She turned back around and could hear that horrible, muffled scream and saw how red the face was getting. That made her smile as she knew her friends had found some really sensitive areas. Now it was her turn to mess with Penelope. She moved her fingers dangerously close to the navel and now she heard another cackle coming from the prisoner. “hehehe I love her ticklishness. I want to take her pants off! I want to see how ticklish she is down there.” she requested.
Masked girl 4 nodded her head in agreement as she heard her friend talking about removing the pants. She could tell Penelope was feeling some form of arousal as those nipples were very stiff. She decided she couldn’t wait anymore and then removed her hands from under the bra cups and reached under and found the back clasp of the garment. She wanted to see those breasts while Penelope was distracted with horrible foot tickling. She undid the clasp and moved the ends of the bra out from under the back. The sound of the muffled laughter gave her that erotic thrill and now she was about to bare those breasts she was touching. She looked at Masked girl 3, who was playing with the navel. Everyone was having fun and now it was her turn. “Hey, want to see her tits?” she asked.
Masked girl 3 heard that question and noticed the bra straps were out from under the backside and now the cups could be removed easily. A surge of lust filled her body and now it was time to really have some fun with Penelope. “You damn right I do! Hehehe” she replied.
Penelope continued to feel those evil nails on her arch and when they hit her instep, she lost it. That skin was very sensitive and really drove her wild. The fingers were now in between her toes and that was too much for her to handle. She didn’t even notice her bra was undone. She just felt those horrible ticklish feelings on her foot. Then her mind registered that her bra was moving around. She started to feel shame as she now realized they were about to remove her bra. That sent her into a fresh wave of panic. “Noooooo!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” she screamed.
“Hey, we are about to see her tits! You guys want to see?” Masked girl 4 announced. She wanted her whole team to witness this moment. This was the moment Penelope would start to feel completely humiliated and pay for interrupting their torture of Molly.
Masked girl 1 heard her friend announce something about breasts and she looked up. She looked over at Masked girl 2 and then stopped her tickling. “Hey, did they mention something about her breasts?” she asked.
Masked girl 2 stopped drilling her fingers on those toe crevices and turned her head. She could see Masked girl 4 rubbing her hands together and it appeared they were about to expose Penelope’s chest. “Hey, you are going to take off her bra?” she asked.
“Yes! Her nipples are already hard. I think we should see what they look like!” Masked girl 4 said, then placed her hands near the bra. She then watched as the two friends got up from Penelope’s feet and went to the chest area. Now, she had a fill audience. “Ladies, I present to you……..Penelope’s……..CHEST!!!” she declared, then quickly moved the cups off the breasts and pulled the bra away from the body.
Penelope felt such great relief when the tickling of her foot stopped. She could feel how hot her body was, and the sweat was trickling down her face. She felt so tired at that moment. That foot tickling was brutal, and she felt so desperate. Then she heard the woman near her head talk about her chest. When she heard that they wanted to see her breasts, she panicked! She started to whimper in her gag and then suddenly, she felt the bra leave her chest and then her body. She felt absolutely mortified as her breasts were now exposed. A tidal wave of humiliation washed over her, and she turned very red in shame. She could not believe they just exposed her breasts. She felt very weak and helpless. No one had ever done this to her, and she wanted to go crawl into a hole. “Why? Why?” she murmured into her gag.
“Oooooh!!!! She has some NICE tits! Hehehehe Look at them!” Masked girl 1 said with excitement. She was proud of her friend as they now exposed this prisoner’s chest. For the second time in their tickle attack adventures, they exposed a woman’s chest. Molly was first, and now Penelope. She admired the shape of the breasts. They were a B cup, with a soft shape as the breasts sagged a little. She could see those small brown nipples and she swooned. She could tell the nipples were at attention and they really stood out. She could also hear the soft whimpering of Penelope, and it was time to further destroy her mind. “Why you ask? Well, why not? I must say Penelope, you got some might pretty tits there. Much, MUCH better than those tiny breasts Molly had. I think we can have some real fun with these…” she threatened.
Penelope really felt embarrassed at this moment. Having her chest exposed meant they were conquering her and there was nothing she could do. Then she heard the comparison to Molly. That really got into her mind as she thought about what she did to Molly earlier in the school year. It was her that exposed Molly’s chest during that incident. She remembered the sad sounds Molly was making as she utterly humiliated her. She knew that caused Molly great sadness as she stared at those tiny breasts of hers. She remembered how she made fun of them to further humiliate her. That moment haunted her over the school year. She couldn’t believe she would do something like that to another person. But it was the thrill of the moment. Now, it was happening to her. She was held down. Her chest was exposed by women that were in control of her. She was not the victim. She experienced the humiliation of having your private areas exposed. This made her begin to get very emotional as the moment washed over her. She started to whine a little as she heard the giggles and noises her captors were making. “Please…cover me….” she whined.
“Awwww..someone sounds like she is embarrassed right now. You shouldn’t be. These are nice tits! But……” Masked girl 1 said then paused. She wanted to create a dramatic effect because her next set of words would surely make Penelope lose her self-respect. She looked over at her friends and nodded her head. “…..maybe we should see what you look like without those pants too…” she said.
Penelope let out a loud groan as she heard those ominous words. Now they were getting to the point of stripping her naked. They had threatened to do that and now it was here. It sent her memory back to the moment with Molly. She was the one who stripped that poor girl naked. It just seemed like it was destiny that she would have the same fate. She started to think that perhaps this was her punishment for doing such cruel things to Molly. She started to whimper as the ultimate form of humiliation was about to happen. “Please don’t do this to me….” she whimpered.
“Let’s take those pants off. Go ahead….” Masked girl 1 commanded Masked girl 3. This was the moment they had all waited for. They all discussed stripping a victim naked and now that moment was here. This would be the first time they had a naked victim, and she wondered how they would all react. She then looked at the fingers near the pants and her excitement started to build. She wanted to see Penelope’s most private area.
Masked girl 3 got really excited as her moment arrived. Her friend got to expose the breasts and now she would remove the pants. She placed her fingers on the button on the pants and undid them. She felt the button come undone and she slowly opened up the top flap of the pants. She then started to unbutton the rest of the pants, and she could see the white underwear Penelope was wearing. Her heart started to beat much faster as button after button came undone. Once they were all undone, she slowly opened up the flaps and saw that underwear. The moment was becoming more intense, and she kept swallowing as her mouth went dry with anticipation. “I bet there is going to be a pretty pussy under this underwear.” she said as she lightly ran her fingers across the fabric of the garment.
Penelope blushed furiously as she felt her pants becoming undone. She knew these women were looking at her underwear and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She couldn’t even see them because of her blindfold and even if she could see them, they still wore those hooded masks. She flinched as she felt fingers stroking across her underwear. They were dangerously close to her womanhood, and she knew they were going to completely embarrass her and control her body. Her breasts were exposed, and she knew what was about to happen next. “Please don’t do this to me…” she murmured in her gag.
“I like her underwear. Hehehe How about we pull down her pants so we can get her more comfortable?” Masked girl 1 said as she continued to watch Masked Girl 3’s fingers stroking against the fabric. She was getting more aroused, and it was time to turn up the temperature.
“You got it…” Masked girl 3 said with delight. She then reached her hands forward and grabbed the hem of the pants. She started to tug the loose pants off the hips and when they did, she struggled to get the pants from under Penelope’s ass. She grunted a little with her struggling, but then it came off the rear end. She slid her own body off of Penelope and now she pulled the pants down all the way to the tied ankles. She got a glimpse at Penelope’s feet and smiled. Then she looked right back at the underwear and got into position. She placed her hands at the hem of the underwear, and she awaited the order to strip this woman of her last shred of dignity. She looked over at Masked girl 1 and got excited. “Time to take these off?” she asked with an anxious tone.
“Not yet. Let me have some fun first….” Masked girl 1 responded. She then made her way close to Penelope’s head and leaned closer. She placed her face close to the exposed left ear as she wanted to mess with Penelope’s mind. “Poor Penelope……..you are trapped with no escape. Look at you. You can’t see us. You can’t move. We tickled your sweet body and will resume that in a moment. Now, we can see your breasts. They do look rather delicious. Hehehehe and we took down your pants. I bet you already know what we will do next…..” she whispered.
UP NEXT: Total humiliation and redemption?
Ok fans, how did you like this part? Poor Penelope. She is definitely paying for her sins now. I like this character. She has some complexity to her. I hope you have all enjoyed this series so far. I am already thinking of stuff for Phase 5 potentially and I see so many things for this school setting in the future. If there is a Phase 5, I will have drawings of Penelope and Ann too. I do thank you for your readership. I hope you liked this chapter and your comments are most welcomed and encouraged.
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PART 4
THE NEXT MORNING
Cheyenne was walking across the quad on her way to Molly’s room. On Thursdays, she would meet Molly and go to breakfast together. Then they would go to their classes. She made it to Molly’s residence hall and walked in. She could see the other girls milling around chatting and some others were studying. She then headed up the stairs and made her way through the hallway. She felt good this morning as she got a good sleep and put in a good study session before she went to sleep. She made it to Molly’s room and knocked on the door. The door opened and she saw another girl open it. “Oh Hi! Is Molly in?” she asked Molly’s roommate.
“Yes, come on in Cheyenne.” the roommate answered.
Cheyenne walked in and saw Molly putting on her shoes as it was time to go to breakfast. “Hi Molly!” she said with a big smile.
Molly was lacing her shoes and then looked up and saw her best friend with the best smile. “Hi Cheyenne. Ready for breakfast?” she asked in a calm tone.
Cheyenne could hear that tone in Molly’s voice and knew something was up. Molly usually had a huge smile whenever they saw each other, but she seemed a little off. “Yeah, I am ready. Are you?” she responded with a question.
“Ok you two, have fun. I am off to class now. Have a good day!” the roommate told them as she left the room.
“Goodbye Sally! Have a good day.” Molly said as she watched her roommate leave. She then took a deep breath and let out a sigh.
“Molly, what’s wrong? Are you ok?” Cheyenne asked. She could sense something was wrong and had to find out.
Molly felt her heart go out towards her friend as she always knew her moods and her emotions. She managed to hide her emotions from her roommate, but she knew she couldn’t hide them from Cheyenne. She wondered if she should tell her what happened to her. She didn’t want Cheyenne to worry and bring down her mood. “I am fine. Let’s go get some food.” she told her.
Cheyenne sat down next to Molly on the bed and to her right-hand side. She wanted to know what was wrong. “Hey, what’s wrong? I can tell something is bothering you. Tell me.” she said in a comforting voice.
Molly could hear that loving tone in Cheyenne’s voice, and it started to get her emotional. The memories of the previous night were now flooding back, and she tried her best to hide her tears. “Well….I-I don’t know how to tell you this….” she started to say.
Cheyenne felt her heart beating out of her chest as Molly was about to tell her something that affected her. The way she sounded; it didn’t sound like it was going to be good. She could also hear the emotion in the voice, and she started to prepare herself for bad news. “You can tell me. I am your friend, Molly. You can tell me anything and I can help you. What’s wrong? Did something happen?” she asked.
Molly felt her lower lip trembling as she was about to tell Cheyenne what happened to her. Her emotions started to bubble up and then she slowly turned her head towards Cheyenne. “I….I was attacked last night.” she said in a whisper.
Cheyenne’s eyes nearly came out of her head when she heard what Molly just told her. Her brain immediately went spinning around as she just heard that Molly was attacked. Her emotions immediately went into concern and confusion. “WHAT????? You were attacked??? By who? When? Where?” she asked in rapid succession.
Molly slowly moved her head back towards the direction her body was facing. She closed her eyes as she knew it was going to be difficult to tell her best friend this news. “It was last night. After I finished with you, I was attacked on my way back here. It was four of them. They dragged me into a room and….” she said, then paused.
Cheyenne felt her pulse racing as she heard that Molly was attacked by a group of women. Fear ran through her body as she wanted to know who would do this to poor Molly. She then reached her left hand and placed it on Molly’s right knee. “And? What did they do to you?” she asked.
“They…..they did the same to me what Pam and Penelope did to us. They tortured me by tickling me. It was that gang of women going around torturing everyone.” Molly said in a quiet voice. She started to feel the tears welling up in her eyes and prayed she could remain calm. She didn’t want to bring down Cheyenne’s mood.
“Are you kidding me???!!!” Cheyenne asked in surprise. She remembered hearing about a group of women going around kidnapping and tickling girls on the campus. It was a campus tradition, and no one knew who that group was. She hoped she would never encounter them herself, but her heart started to break when she realized that Molly was one of their victims. She then immediately wrapped her arms around her friend to give her a hug. “Oh my goodness, Molly! I am so sorry that happened to you!” she said with empathy in her voice.
Molly felt that hug and it felt incredible. She then felt the tears falling from her eyes as she couldn’t hold it back anymore. “They attacked me, Cheyenne. They tortured me so much. There was nothing I could do. They held me down and tickled me viciously….” she said while the tears fell.
“Molly….I am so sorry that happened to you. You poor thing.” Cheyenne said, trying her best to comfort her friend. She started to hear the heavy breathing and the sniffing and knew Molly must have started crying. That broke her heart because once again, Molly was tickled and tortured. She knew what that felt like since she was tortured at the school, but also while in Santa Selena nearly a year ago. She then let the hug go and tried to look into Molly’s eyes. She could see the tears falling behind those glasses and she felt terrible. “Are you going to be ok? Did you see who it was?” she asked.
Molly removed her glasses, so she could wipe the tears from her eyes. She wiped the right eye, then then the left eye. She knew Cheyenne was going to have a lot of questions and she wanted to try her best to answer them. “They all wore masks. I could only see their eyes. They were cruel to me. They insulted me as they tickled me. They all tickled me at the same time too. They also…..” she began.
“They also what? Tell me….” Cheyenne asked. She felt sadness in her body as she listened to Molly tell her what took place. She wished she was with Molly so she could have tried to protect her somehow.
Molly put her glasses back on and then looked at Cheyenne. This next part was going to be very difficult for her, but she had to get it out. “….They were taking my clothes off. They even saw my breasts. They were going to take off my skirt too because they wanted me naked.” she said in a very low voice.
Cheyenne gasped as she heard what Molly just told her. Hearing that they were trying to strip Molly naked took her back to the moment with Pam and Penelope in that empty bungalow. How humiliating it was for the both of them when they were stripped naked and forced to have sexual contact with one another. Her hands went to her mouth in shock as she realized that these women were very similar to Pam and Penelope. She then lowered her hands and looked at Molly. “They did that to you? Oh my goodness, that is terrible! Were any of them Pam, or Penelope?” she asked.
“I don’t think so. Their voices were not either of them. I think these are different women. But they were just as mean….” Molly explained. She remembered their voices and knew they were neither Pam nor Penelope. She then started to feel the emotions building again as she thought about how close she was to being naked again. “Why does this happen to me, Cheyenne? What did I do to have this happen? I feel so helpless to these attacks.” she asked and then a tear fell from her right eye.
Cheyenne wanted to cry at that moment when she heard that question. It was the same type of question she asked herself when she was trapped in Santa Selena and was tickle tortured a lot. Her own eyes started to fill with tears as she heard that sad voice. “I don’t know Molly, I don’t know. You don’t deserve any of it.” she told her as a tear fell from her right eye, then the left one.
“Thank you. But I guess I will always be a victim. I was so close to losing my skirt, and I knew they would have taken my underwear off. I got so lucky that someone showed up.” Molly told her. She started to think about how close she was to being completely naked.
“Someone came by? That’s why they stopped torturing you? Someone rescued you?” Cheyenne asked after hearing what Molly said. She felt grateful that someone stopped those women from stripping Molly naked. She knew Molly was very shy and exposing her body was the worst kind of humiliation she could go through.
“Yeah…..I was rescued.” Molly responded. She then started to remember who it was, and she looked at Cheyenne. She knew when she said who it was, it was going to be a major shock, because she still couldn’t believe it happened. “The person who rescued me was…….Penelope.” she said with a nervous voice.
Cheyenne’s eyes nearly came out of her head and her jaw dropped when Molly said who the rescuer was. She never expected that to happen as she remembered how Penelope had betrayed her earlier in the school year. Even though she had apologized, Cheyenne was still very hurt for allowing herself to trust Penelope. Hearing that she was the one who rescued Molly made her mind spin as she couldn’t believe it. “Penelope? Penelope rescued you?” she asked in shock.
“Yes, it was Penelope. She came in and scared the other girls away. I didn’t know it was her at first. I was screaming and laughing so hard, I had no idea what was going on. It was when she untied my hands and gave me my glasses did I realize who came to help me.” Molly explained. She started to remember the moment when she saw Penelope’s face. She started to remember how comforting she was and how she helped her. She even remembered the apology she gave her. She looked at Cheyenne’s stunned face again and let out a sigh. “She even apologized to me.” she said in a soft tone.
Cheyenne couldn’t believe what she was hearing. This entire story seemed so surreal. Molly was attacked by a rogue group of girls going around the campus tickling the other students. She was nearly stripped naked, tickled and tortured and of all people, Penelope rescued her. “I……I can’t believe it. She apologized to you too?” she asked in disbelief.
“Yes, she apologized for what happened to me and you. She said that she felt horrible about it all and said she was sorry.” Molly replied. Saying those words even surprised her because it sounded like fiction. She was grateful that Penelope rescued her. That tickle torment was brutal and if she didn’t show up, she didn’t know how far those women would have gone with her helpless body. “It sounds weird, but I am glad she showed up. It could have been worse without her there.” she said in a low voice.
“Wow, this is unbelievable.” Cheyenne reacted. She shook her head trying to comprehend everything that happened to Molly. She then looked at her friend and could tell she was still in pain but seemed ok with talking about Penelope. “I am glad she helped you then. You could have really gotten tortured if she didn’t show up. I remembered her apologizing to me and you after we got Pam. She even apologized when we were in the library that day. Molly, do you think she is really sincere in her apologies?” she asked.
Molly cocked her head to the left as she thought about what Cheyenne had just asked. They never really encountered Pam since that day they got their revenge, but it appeared Penelope was going out of her way to make amends with them. She thought about how nice Penelope was to her and tried to comfort her. She remembered how she was escorted back to her room to make sure she wouldn’t get attacked again. It was all very strange and also emotional. She looked at Cheyenne and shook her head softly. “It may sound strange, but it might be sincere. I mean, she keeps trying to talk to us and apologize. She helped me get dressed last night, and she even escorted me back to my room to make sure I wasn’t attacked again. Maybe she really is sorry for what she did. The question is, will we forgive her?” she asked.
Cheyenne contemplated Molly’s question and wondered how she would answer it. Each encounter with Penelope since the early school year was with Penelope desperately apologizing to them. She wondered if Penelope had such a guilty complex, she needed their forgiveness. She thought about the time she helped Penelope in her math class. She remembered when she was told by Penelope that she got a B on her test and thanked her. She even remembered when she was told after that humiliating moment when she and Molly gave each other orgasms in that bungalow. Penelope had told her she felt bad and apologized then. Cheyenne started to feel emotional because she wondered if she should just forgive the woman. It might heal everyone involved. She was grateful that Pam was no longer messing with her friends. Pam apologized to them as well, but she was under tickling duress. Penelope was doing it without it being forced on her. She looked down for a moment, then lifted her head towards Molly. “I don’t know. But I think we can. She has been very nice to us since that night.” she responded.
“She has been very nice to us. It would be hard to trust her, but maybe she is trying to do the right thing now. Unlike Pam, she wasn’t forced to apologize.” Molly said. She started to wonder if Penelope wanted to be their friend. She wondered if she could forgive someone that helped torture her since her first year in school. “I guess we will see.” she added.
“I guess we will. I mean, who knows what will happen.” Cheyenne responded. She then hugged Molly again. She wanted to make her friend feel safe. “I am so sorry that it happened again. You do not deserve that. You are the most beautiful human being ever.” she whispered in her ear.
Molly felt a tear come from her left eye as she felt Cheyenne’s warm hug and those very kind words. It only reaffirmed how much she adored her best friend. “Thank you, Cheyenne. You are so good to me. Thank you.” she whispered back.
“You are amazing, Molly. You really are.” Cheyenne told her. She then let the hug go and looked at her friend. She could see that emotion on her face, and she hoped that she would make her feel a little better. She held Molly’s hands and smiled at her. “Are you ok?” she asked.
“I am a little better. Thank you for being so kind and caring. It was such a horrible night last night, but I feel a little better now. You want to get some breakfast?” Molly asked. She felt herself getting hungry and had to get to class as well.
“Yes! Let’s go have a yummy breakfast and then go to class. The school year is almost over! Let’s finish strong!” Cheyenne said to her. She saw a slight smile on Molly’s face and that made her happy. She did wonder if both of them would survive the rest of the school year without getting tortured. She figured after their confrontation with Pam, they would no longer have to worry about that kind of torment. She also hoped that she wouldn’t be a target of that tickling gang, which made her have an idea. “Hey, I think for the rest of the school year, especially at night, we have to be careful and try to be around each other as much as possible. Now that those mysterious women attacked you, they will probably keep doing it. So, let’s be careful, ok?” she told her.
“Yes, we have to be more careful. Walk in common areas instead of taking short cuts in very quiet parts of the campus. That’s probably where they attack their victims. When no one else is around. Ok, let’s go get some food. My stomach is rumbling. Haha” Molly replied. She then got up from her bed and collected her schoolbooks. She left the room with Cheyenne, and they headed to breakfast. She prayed that what happened to her was the final time she ever had to endure that kind of torture.
THE NEXT DAY – LATE AFTERNOON
Penelope closed her textbook and gave a sigh of relief. It was Friday and she just finished her English literature class. She felt excited that the school year was almost over, and she finished the final class of the week. She figured she would go to her room and just hang out there. It was going to be the weekend and there was just one more week of classes, then Finals week. She left her classroom and started to head back to her room. She could feel the warm, California air caressing her face, and she was excited about the summer coming up. As she walked, she started to reflect on the school year. It was a very eventful school year for her. It started with her and Pam having fun together, and it made her think about how she participated in the torture of specific students. She thought about how she and Pam tormented poor Molly, and even started to torture Cheyenne. She was glad that their torment was over by her hands, and she just went through the rest of the school year. She did enjoy going to dances with Pam and how they would flirt with the young men that were there. Over time, she started to hang out less with Pam. Her own schoolwork became a priority and Pam was more interested in partying, and bullying others. Penelope would see how she would treat other students. Even though they didn’t kidnap and tickle torture others after Molly and Cheyenne, they were still very rude to a few. That started to eat at her conscience, and she didn’t want to keep doing rude things to others. Every once in a while, she would hang out with Pam, but then she started to make excuses up to avoid her. She told her how much homework she had and had to focus on her studies. Her parents were not happy with her grades, and since they were paying for her to be at this school, she had to get passing grades.
Penelope started to think about the end of the school year and this past week was very eventful and emotional for her. She encountered both Cheyenne and Molly and both times were very hard for her emotionally. She always kept thinking about Cheyenne and how nice she was. She also thought about Molly and how that poor young woman was bullied and tormented. She was happy she helped her when that group of mysterious ticklers attacked her, and she hoped that Molly would forgive her. If she did, then that would finally end that guilt trip she endured all school year long. She then walked through the empty bungalow area as she wanted to just take a walk and enjoy the very nice weather. It was Friday and the evening would soon be upon them. The sun was setting soon, so it was a good time to take a walk. With her books under her arm, she took her walk. She wanted to pass through the bungalow area and head towards the open grass quad in the middle of the campus. There she would find a nice spot to relax and perhaps do some light reading. Finals were coming and she wanted to get started. Penelope figured Pam would probably go somewhere and be social, but she did not feel like doing that herself. As she passed through the bungalow area, her eyes caught the same bungalow that she helped Pam utterly humiliate both Molly and Cheyenne. Her heart sank as she recalled their tears and their cries of laughter and pain. “I got to get over that. It was so sad, but I got to get over it. I apologized to both of them, so I hope they forgive me. I just can’t stop thinking about Molly’s cries.” she told herself.
“Hey….” A voice called out.
Penelope stopped dead in her tracks as she thought she heard something. She looked around and couldn’t see anything. Her eyes darted around, and she then giggled to herself. “You are going crazy. Hehehe There’s no one here on a Friday night. Even those science weirdos don’t have classes late Friday. Come on, Penelope, get a grip on yourself.” she told herself, then resumed walking.
“Hey….” A voice called out again.
Penelope heard that voice again and she stopped walking. Now she knew something was happening and she looked around. She wondered if someone else was here. Her breathing started to get shallow because she started to think someone was here and hiding. It was the same tactic she and Pam used when they captured poor Molly. To call out words, then suddenly attack. She started to wonder if she should just start running away. She was wearing her white buttoned up blouse with long sleeves, black trousers and black leather shoes. She saw the entrance walkway of the bungalow quad and figured she would walk at a faster pace.
“Where are you going?” a voice asked.
Penelope started to walk faster and figured she better start running. Her legs started to move a little faster, then suddenly she felt something crashing into her on her left side. She felt her books flying out from under her right arm and she crashed to the ground. She felt something on top of her and she tried to collect her bearings. “WHAT THE??!!!” she screamed out.
“GOTCHA!!!!” the voice said as they started to wrestle Penelope to the ground.
Penelope started to struggle when suddenly she felt something grabbing her legs. She attempted to get into a kneeling position, but her legs were pulled out from under her and suddenly she was on her belly and her face was pressed into the dirt. “GET OFF OF ME!!!!” she screamed.
“You are going nowhere!! We got you! Hehehe” a voice started to laugh.
Penelope felt a hand pressing on her left cheek, forcing her head into the dirt. She grew angry because not only was she being held down, but she was also going to have dirt all over her face and white shirt. Her eyes then saw the pants of her attacker and saw it was black. She then yelped in pain when she felt her arms being pulled behind her back and heard more voices and laughter. She was growing very worried as she was feeling helpless. “GET OFF OF ME!!! WHO ARE YOU?!” she yelled out.
“Hehehehe your payback…..” a voice said with a menacing laugh. The figure then grabbed a small rope and started to tie the wrists together as she saw another figure using rope to bind the ankles.
Penelope really started to struggle as she felt her wrists being tied and now her ankles. She was getting tied up! No good would happen if they were tying her up. She figured she should yell to the top of her lungs to attract attention and perhaps get some help. “HEEELL-MMMMMMMMMM” she tried to scream when a hand went right over her mouth.
“Ah ah aaaaaahhhh! No screaming for help girlie! Hehehehe we got you! You are going to be all ours!” the voice said with a menacing laugh again.
Penelope really started to struggle as they were threatening her. She still did not know who the attackers were, but she had to do something. Then she saw darkness as something was quickly placed over her eyes. That really got her scared because she couldn’t see anything and couldn’t yell for help. “GET OFF OF ME!!!” she screamed into the hands.
“Ok girls, let’s get her into the room. We had better hurry before someone else shows up. This time, we will not be caught.” The voice instructed.
Penelope then started to scream as she felt her body getting lifted off the ground and she was being carried. She continued to scream into the muffled hand and had no idea where she was going. They were kidnapping her and suddenly she had a horrible thought. What if these women were going to hurt her? The voices were feminine and knew they were women. Then her brain started to panic as she thought about who it could possibly be. There were multiple women and one of them said this time they would not be caught. Even though she couldn’t see their faces, she had a very suspicious feeling these were the same women that attacked Molly!
“Ok, get her on the table!!! Let’s get her ready! This time, we will REALLY have some fun!” Masked girl 1 said. She watched as Penelope was placed on the teacher’s desk. She felt great at the moment as ever since she was interrupted two days ago from tormenting Molly, she was plotting her revenge. Because she was masked, she could easily follow Penelope around without her target even realizing it. She studied the way Penelope moved her way around the campus. She had learned her class schedule and when she learned she had a late afternoon class, it was perfect. She could see Penelope struggling on the table and she smiled. Molly was a lot of fun because of her small stature, but Penelope would be better. Her victim was taller and had a more athletic body. That meant she could probably torment it for a longer period of time. “Ok, gag her. We don’t want her to call attention. There could be people walking by here.” she instructed.
Penelope felt a hand leave her mouth and before she could scream, she felt something getting shoved into her mouth. It felt like a cloth, and it muffled her screams. She then felt her body being held down and she knew she was in danger. Her ankles were tied, and with her arms tied behind her back, she couldn’t defend herself. She tried to look around, but with her eyes blindfolded, she had no idea who was doing this to her and what would happen. She really hoped it wasn’t the same women that attacked Molly because it would mean torture. Then she shuddered when she felt hands holding her head still. Then she felt something near her left ear.
“Looks like we got you….hehehehehe Oh yes, this will be a lot of fun. You are probably wondering what is happening. You can’t see anything. You can’t scream. Your arms are tied as well as your ankles. You have sinned. You prevented us from having our fun, so now YOU must pay a price. You stopped us from having fun with Molly. We are going to really…..really…..torture you. Hehehe” Masked girl 1 said softly into Penelope’s ear. She wanted to put deep fear into Penelope, which would make the tickle attack far worse.
Penelope gasped in her gag as she heard those threatening words. She couldn’t believe it. It was those women that attacked Molly! Now they had her! She knew they probably wore masks, but without her own sight, the fear grew even stronger. She tried to move her head, but someone had a very strong grip on it, and she started to feel helpless. “Let me go!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“No. We are not going to let you go. You see Penelope, hehehehe I know your name now, you were a VERY bad girl. Bad girls deserve to be punished! We learned some things about you. You have been naughty all year it seems! You are a terrible human being and now, we will make sure you regret your sins for this school year.” Masked girl 1 threatened. The more she talked about torturing Penelope, the happier she became. She started to get excited because she and her gang were going to finish the job they were going to do to Molly. Penelope was going to be naked by the time this all ended. “Ok, let’s do a test. Let’s test her…….sensitivity.” she instructed.
Penelope heard those words and now she started to get really scared. They were going to torment her the same way they tortured Molly. She had no idea how they learned her name or whatever “sins” they meant. She then felt something poke her side and she winced. Then she felt a poke again and fear tore right through her body. That poke tickled her a lot. “MMMMM MMMMMMM!!!” she screamed.
“Ooooh!!! Look at her squirm! Looks like we have a sensitive one. Why Penelope, are you…..ticklish? hehehehe” Masked girl 1 taunted. She loved how Masked girl 2 was poking those very vulnerable sides. They were just simple pokes, but the victim’s body looked very responsive. She loved ticklish girls, and this was going to be their greatest victim. This was the first time they captured someone for revenge. Everyone else was random victims. The group talked about getting Penelope back over the last two days and now that their opportunity was here, they were going to make the most out of it.
Penelope heard that question and her adrenaline spiked. The tickling had begun, and she was completely helpless. She knew she was ticklish but being blindfolded and gagged seemed to make her even more ticklish. She tried to squirm, but she felt someone now sitting on her thighs and her shoulders being held down. Now she was trapped, and the tickling pokes were getting worse. “NO!!!! HHEEHHE NOOOOOOO!!!” she screamed.
“No? Sounds like you are very ticklish! Why would you say no? hehehe you are a fibber!” Masked girl 1 giggled. She nodded her head to her cohort and watched the fingers now starting to poke faster and moving all over the torso.
Penelope felt those fingers now moving faster across her upper body and it was driving her crazy. She couldn’t see where the fingers would move next, and each poke gave stronger tickling sensations. She continued to struggle, but with someone sitting on her thighs, she couldn’t move around. She started to laugh harder into her gag as the pokes became less and now fingers were kneading into her flesh. It was such a weird feeling for her. She had never felt helpless like this before in her life and it frightened her. Then the tickling stopped. She started to whimper in her gag and hoped they would set her free.
“Look how dirty her shirt is! hehehehe” Masked girl 2 announced. She looked at the dirt that was on the white shirt. She was very thrilled about this moment. When Masked girl 1 told her about getting revenge, it truly excited her. It meant that they could push their own limits and really have some fun. What they did to Molly had her masturbating while in bed and now, she had a new victim. Now, it was time to enjoy themselves.
“Yes, sooooo dirty!! Hehehe Penelope! Why do you have a dirty shirt? You are supposed to be a cultured woman, but you are nothing but a low-class woman with dirty clothes. You are worse than Molly! Hahahahaha “ Masked girl 1 taunted. She loved the feeling of power at the moment. It was time to amplify their torment, so they could break Penelope down and prepare her for the most humiliating experience of her entire life. “I think we should open her shirt up. We don’t want our fingers to get dirty. Hehehe” she told her.
“You’re right! Why should we get dirty? Let’s see what she has underneath this shirt. I really hope it is better than Molly! Hahahaha” Masked girl 2 laughed. Then she started to pull out the shirt from the pants. Once the shirttails were out, she then started to unfasten each button. She did it slowly so she could bring terror to Penelope. “Let’s get this nasty, filthy shirt opened. Hehe” she giggled.
Penelope started to feel her breath leaving her body as she felt her shirt come from under her pants. Then she felt the buttons coming undone. This made her panic because she knew what was about to happen to her. Opening her shirt would only expose her ticklish flesh. It was what she did to Molly. Now the full weight of what was about to happen hit her. She started to understand the fear Molly and Cheynne had when they were tickling them. The way they opened the shirts. They way they removed certain items of clothing. It was done to make their minds very fearful. It was sheer intimidation, and it was very effective. Now it was happening to her. She tried to beg in her gag, but it was no use. “Please don’t do this to me…..” she whimpered into her gag.
“Yes, we are going to do this to you. You deserve it! I bet you wish you never came across us. You should have just let Molly get tormented. See what happens when you are a goody two shoes? Now, you will really pay for your sins. You really do have a bunch of them.” Masked girl 1 told her in response to that whimpering. She watched as the buttons came undone and when the final one was done, she saw the shirt flaps open up and now could see that bare skin. The stomach was flat and looked very toned. The breasts were a decent size and covered under a white bra. The skin looked very smooth. She then placed her the palm of her right hand on the stomach and felt the muscles tremble. “hehehe her skin is so SOFT! She does have a nice body!” she said with glee.
“Yes, she does! She does have a nice body. It is also so sensitive. Do you want to tickle her and make her go crazy?” Masked girl 2 asked. She loved it when the leader of the group tormented the girls and wanted to see Penelope laugh her head off.
“You know what? You can torment her. Get her good! I will have fun with her later. I think I may have to see what is on the bottoms of her feet. Hehehehe” Masked girl 1 answered. She looked over towards those black leather shoes and bit her bottom lip under her mask. She imagined those feet would be very ticklish and she wanted to explore them. Then she had another spot in mind, and that would truly be the crowning achievement.
“I will do my best!” Masked girl 2 said. She then started to lightly trace her fingertips across the smooth skin along the exposed ribs. She felt the body flinching and she heard some cute giggles. That got her really excited to tickle poor Penelope.
Penelope felt those fingers stroking her ribs and it was driving her crazy. The ticklish sensations were getting stronger, and she tried to move her body. It was no use, and she had to endure what was happening. She wished she could see but this blindfold was wrapped around her eyes very tightly. It was an agonizing feeling flowing through her ribs and her giggles became stronger as the fingers were not stopping. They traveled up her ribs towards the bottom of her bra, then back down to the bottom of the rib cage. With each motion, the sensations bore deep into her mind. She started to grunt and squirm, doing anything she could to not lose total control of herself. “Hehehehe stop it!” she grunted.
“Nope! I am gonna tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle you forever!!! Hehehehe” Masked girl 2 said with a laugh. She then started to press her fingers into the grooves of the ribs and got a very good reaction from Penelope. If her legs and shoulders were not held down, she might have flown right off the table. “Oooh!!!! Did you see that??? Someone has VERY ticklish ribbies! Hehehehe Oh this is really going to be a lot of fun!!!!” she grinned.
Masked girl 1 watched as her friend continued to press her fingers right into the ribs, sending torturous sensations throughout Penelope’s body. She felt really proud at the moment. Once again, they were tormenting another victim. She started to wonder if this would be the final victim of the school year. There was only one more week of classes, then it was Finals week. She had her own classes to prepare for, so she thought this might be a great way to end this year. She loved the plans she had in store for Penelope and knew it was going to be a night to remember. She then looked over at Masked girl 3 who was sitting on the thighs and then Masked girl 4 who held the shoulders down. She knew they were excited about this plan, and it would be their turn soon enough. Her eyes then went towards Penelope’s face and could see the anguish in the facial features, even though she couldn’t see the eyes. She figured she could start to mess with her mind. She put her face close to Penelope’s left ear and whispered. “You are going to suffer. I want to make sure you lose your mind so you can fail all of your finals. Trust me, when we are done with you, you will never be the same. You naughty, naughty girl…..”
Penelope felt that warm breath in her ear and heard those ominous words. That frightened her because she knew it was true. With her being trapped, they were going to torture her. The fingers kneading into her ribs was already driving her crazy and it was just the beginning. When she heard that she would lose her mind, she started to have a feeling of panic. She did not want to be tortured. Then she felt a very hard press into her ribs, not too deep to hurt her, but it sent an intense tickling sensation throughout her body. She started to laugh harder. Someone’s fingers were finding very sensitive spots, and she was becoming desperate. Then she felt something tickling right above her pants line and onto the delicate skin below her navel. It appeared that two people were now tickling her.
“Ooooh!!! Her skin is soft! Look at her trembling. Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 laughed as she fluttered her fingers on that skin below the navel. She loved how soft it felt, and she wanted to keep teasing. She wanted to join in on the fun after watching Masked girl 2 tickling those ribs. She had to be patient when they tormented Molly. But this time, she wanted in on the action early.
Masked girl 1 laughed as she saw those additional fingers tickling Penelope. She knew her friend wanted to play and did not want to wait. She then looked over at Masked girl 4 and made eye contact. “Let me guess, you want a turn?” she asked.
“Yes!!! Hehehehe” Masked girl 4 answered. She then let her hands off the shoulder and reached her fingers into the armpits. The way the arms were behind Penelope’s back, she couldn’t get into the pits cleanly, so she had to start digging in there. She figured that she could make her suffer and now three women were going to tickle this victim. Much like Masked girl 3, she had to be patient when they had Molly. But now, she wanted to make this person suffer. This was all about revenge. She was having a lot of fun tickling Molly, and this same person interrupted them.
Penelope now felt those fingers burrowing into her armpits and that really got to her. She knew she was very ticklish in her armpits, and it was a devastating weak spot. She started to scream in her gag, and she even tried to lift her upper body up like a sit-up. The intensity of the ticklish feelings was very strong and she felt that agony. She tried to twist her body, then felt herself slam back to the table, and she felt pain as she landed on her arms. “Owwwwwww” she whimpered in pain.
“Hehehee be careful Princess. You are going to hurt yourself. Hehehe” Masked girl 1 laughed as she saw Penelope lift her body up a little bit, only to slam right back down onto the table. She then saw her friends pause for a moment. It appeared they wanted to give her a break before the torture started again.
“Hey! You better stay still. If you break your arms, it will be your fault. Hehehe You can’t blame us.” Masked girl 2 told her victim. She did like that reaction and wanted to keep going. She then looked at both Masked girl 3 and 4 and nodded her head. It was time to send a very strong message to Penelope that this was going to be a very long night. “How about we all tickle her ribs at the same time?” she asked them.
“Ooooh!!! That would be fun! Let’s do it!” Masked girl 4 said with glee.
“Yeah, let’s do it. Let’s see how crazy we make her.” Masked girl 4 added.
“Ok, on a count of three. One……………two…………two and a half……..two and three quarters……” Masked girl 2 teased. She wanted to build the anticipation, so when the tickling finally happened, it would drive Penelope insane.
Penelope was happy the tickling had stopped as it was getting to her. But she could hear them talking and it really got her nervous and fearful. She was getting nervous when she heard the countdown and tried her best to prepare herself. She hated that her eyes were in darkness, and she couldn’t scream for help. All she could do was hear and feel. Both were amplified and when she heard that prolonged count, her entire body was on edge. Then it happened! She felt three pairs of hands tickling her ribs and she lost it. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 1 smiled behind her hooded mask as she heard that desperate laughter coming from Penelope’s gag. She loved the way the hands looked tickling that very delicate and ticklish area on Penelope’s body. Masked girl 4’s hands were near the top of the ribs, just under the bra and she was kneading that area. Then Masked girl 2’s fingers were moving in a circular fashion on the surface of the ribs near the middle area and Masked girl 3’s fingers were going after the lower ribs. She saw Penelope’s body shivering and trying to squirm around as all those hands were probing that ticklish spot. It looked absolutely beautiful to her. She hoped they would do this for a very long time. She looked towards her left and she could see Penelope’s shoes moving around. It was as though electricity was flowing through the body as the feet were spasming. She smiled as she wanted to have some fun too. A nice thought formed in her mind, and she felt anxious. She was going to use her friends to break Penelope down, so when she got her turn, her victim would truly break. She would truly suffer. She also had a special surprise and looked forward to that moment. But right now, it was all about the breaking down. “That’s right girls, make her SUFFER!! Hehehe” she laughed.
Masked girl 2 was getting caught up in the moment. Her hands were moving at a dizzying pace, kneading that tender and ticklish spot in the middle of the ribcage. She watched as her hands moved in that circular fashion. She could feel the tension in the body and heard that horrific muffled scream. It truly was a rush in her body. There was a feeling of power. She knew her hands were causing Penelope to suffer, and it made her feel good inside. “That’s right! Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!! Hehehehe” she laughed as she continued her torment.
Masked girl 4 was enjoying the moment as her hands continued to knead that very soft area at the top of the ribs and right below the bra. Her eyes focused on Penelope’s chest. She could see the cleavage and that got her a little excited. She knew those breasts hiding underneath were definitely bigger than their last victim. Molly had such a small chest, but Penelope would probably have some very nice-looking breasts. She then loved her fingers up a little and touch the bottom of the bra, as she wanted to graze those mounds. “Hehehehe listen to her laugh! She is SO ticklish!” she taunted.
Masked girl 3 loved touching the bottoms of the ribs. She loved the reaction she was getting and thought back to a few of their victims in the past. Ribs were usually a weak spot for many of them and Penelope was no different. Her eyes then saw that stomach area and that spot looked like it was going to be a lot of fun. She wondered just how ticklish the stomach was going to be. She thought about how ticklish her own stomach was and surely, this victim would be ticklish there. She wanted to tickle every inch of Penelope and that included her very personal spots. That sent a tingle between her legs and her eyes started to look at the belt buckle. She looked forward to exposing this woman and truly having some fun with her.
Penelope continued to laugh hysterically as those fingers and hands kept going after her vulnerable ribs. It was such a horrible feeling. All she could feel was those ticklish shockwaves tearing through her body and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Having all areas of her ribs tickled at the same time was getting to be very overwhelming. The only thought in her mind at the moment was just how much this tickled her. She felt her face getting warm and sweat was starting to show up. That gag was soaked with her saliva, and she prayed that they would give her a break. She shook her head side to side and then felt hands grazing underneath her breasts and that set her off too. Penelope had no clue how this was going to end, but she desperately needed a break.
“Ok girls, pause for a moment. We don’t want to kill her right now. We have so much more to go on her body!” Masked girl 1 told the group. She laughed as they got their last squeezes and kneads in and now, they slowly moved their hands away. She could see the skin and it delighted her. The skin was turning a nice shade of pink. She could see where the fingers made their impression on the skin. She chuckled a little because by the time they were done with her, the skin was going to be very pink. She then listened to the heavy breathing coming from Penelope. She looked over at her face and could see the sheen of sweat on her forehead. She could hear her breathing through that gag. Masked girl 1 chuckled as she wondered how Penelope would react when she found out that the gag was an old worn-out sock. That would probably make her vomit. She figured she would let her know later after she was thoroughly embarrassed. She didn’t want to remove the gag at the moment because she did not want to possibly alert anyone walking by. She did want to hear her scream but thought better of it. She then leaned closer to Penelope’s ear once again and decided to keep playing with her mind. “Awww….poor baby. Is the tickling getting to be too much for you? Do you want us to stop?” she asked teasingly.
Penelope wanted to get in as much wind as possible and now she heard the voice once again. She shuddered when she heard it in her ear because her body was on total edge. She heard the questions and started to groan. This was what they did to Molly, Cheyenne and Ann. Play with their minds to slowly break them down. Now it was happening to her. She wished she could yell, but the gag continued to absorb her saliva. She knew she had no choice because she wanted this to end as fast as possible. If she resisted, this group would be more inclined to keep torturing her. “Mmmm…..yes….please stop…” she whimpered into the gag, then turned her head towards the voice in her ear.
“Tell me why we should stop. You ruined our fun with Molly! Aren’t you a very naughty girl?” Masked girl 1 teased. She was going to really push Penelope into hysteria and make her pay for ruining their fun with Molly.
“No…..please….no more. I can’t take it.” Penelope whimpered into her gag. She was getting worn down and felt a lot of heat within her body. Plus, with all four women close to her body, she could feel their own body heat and it was becoming a little uncomfortable for her.
“You aren’t a naughty girl? You would say you are a good girl?” Masked girl 1 asked in a teasing voice, preparing her victim for the next round of torture.
“Yes…yes…I didn’t do anything. Please….stop this.” Penelope responded. She started to feel very nervous as she knew these women were trying to torture her.
“I think you know you are a bad girl. I think you know you have sinned against us. I think you need a little persuasion to get you to admit you are naughty. When you are ready to admit that, let us know….” Masked girl 1 threatened. She then nodded her head to Masked girl 3 to begin their fun.
Masked girl 3 smiled behind her mask and started to lightly trace her fingers across that smooth and sensitive skin below the navel. She immediately felt the muscles tightening and that got her to smile. It was now time to play with Penelope’s stomach. She moved her fingers in a haphazard way across the flesh and she started to hear those giggles. She looked at her other friends and she could tell they must have been smiling. She couldn’t see their smiles, but she was sure they were just as excited as she was. She wanted to start with a teasing tickling first, then really go after this sensitive stomach area.
Penelope winced as she felt those fingers tickling that skin beneath her navel and right above her pants. It didn’t produce intense tickling sensations, but it still drove her crazy. She was very sensitive there and she started to giggle. She tried to move her body around, but they still held her down. Then she felt the fingers zigzagging up and down that area, getting dangerously close to her bellybutton and also right on her pants. Her stomach started to quiver, and her giggles were getting stronger. She realized what their next target was, and she was going to be in deep trouble!
“I love the sound of her giggles. Hehehe They are kind of cute.” Masked girl 2 said as she observed the belly tickling.
“Yes, she does have cute giggles. Hehehehe I do love the sound of her laughter. I especially love it when it gets really loud.” Masked girl 4 giggled.
“Yes, she does have some cute giggles. She is actually a very cute girl. She has a cute face. We can see how cute her tummy is. I bet she will be really cute when we see her entire body, including between her legs…..” Masked girl 1 said with rising lust in her voice. She knew those words were sure to get Penelope in a panic.
Penelope’s eyes bugged out behind her blindfold when she heard those women talking about her situation. She really started to feel a panic as they talked about her naked body. She definitely did not want to be naked to these women. That would be humiliating and probably very torturous. She started to squirm as hard as she could and heard their collective laughter.
“Look at her!!! She is really squirming around. Just like a worm on a fishing hook. Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 taunted as she felt Penelope’s body moving around. She knew it was due to her soft tickling, but also that proposition of the victim learning she will be naked before this is all over. “If you think my tickling is bad now, just wait until we really play with your naked body.” she continued.
Penelope really started to squirm as she heard them consistently talking about her getting naked. At the moment, she only had her shirt opened up. She wondered how she would react once they started to remove more of her clothing. She then let out a shriek behind her gag when she felt the tip of a finger circling around her navel. That really tickled and she started to grunt more.
“Ooooh!!! She is really sensitive here! She is like Molly. Such a ticklish navel. Play with it. Make her scream…..” Masked girl 1 said as she watched that finger of Masked girl 3 slowly circle around the exposed and helpless belly button.
“Hehehehe yes she is. Hmmmmm…maybe I should move my finger right……here….” Masked girl 3 said and then moved the tip of her finger directly into the belly button. She didn’t press into it; she just used the tip to graze that area.
“NNNNOOOOOOOOO HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE STOP IT!!!! STOP IT!!!” Penelope laughed into her gag. That feeling was very intense and really tickled her. There were times she would casually play with her bellybutton when she was bored and lying down somewhere. She could tickle herself and that amused her. But now, some women hellbent on torturing her was tickling her delicate navel!
“Hahahahaha listen to her! Oooh! This is fun! Tickle, tickle tickle! Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 laughed as she continued to probe and stroke her finger across the belly button. She loved the way Penelope’s body seemed to be in a panic and tried to escape. She could feel the stomach muscles clamping up around the finger’s touch and she was impressed on how fit the stomach was. She then slowly moved the finger out of the navel and let Penelope have a small break. It was time to set her up for a vicious tickling. “Penelope? Are you ok?” she asked.
Penelope felt a sense of relief when the finger stopped playing with her belly button. She felt herself breathing a little harder and was starting to get tired from this assault. She heard the question posed to her and she tried to look towards where the voice was coming from. “I am not ok! Let me go!!! Please…..please don’t do this to me.” she started to beg.
“You know what you need? Hehehe” Masked girl 3 asked with a giggle.
Penelope didn’t know what to say. She had a bad feeling something terrible was about to happen because the way that question sounded, it sounded like a set up question. She started to shake her head “no” and prepared herself for what was going to be an attack.
“You need to……..LAUGH more!!!!” Masked girl 3 said with happiness in her voice as she then planted her finger into the navel and started to swirl it around. She remembered how often the others would do this maneuver and it always was effective on ticklish girls. She loved the way the body got really tense and she heard that delightful scream coming from poor Penelope.
Penelope screamed in hysterical laughter as she felt that finger in her navel. The sheer intensity of the ticklish sensations was very powerful, and she had no idea something like this could tickle this bad. She remembered when she tickled poor Molly viciously and now understood what that poor girl must have felt like. Her lungs started to burn as she felt the ticklish sensations tearing right through her. She moved her head around viciously as she felt the sheer intensity of that tickling.
“Hey! Hehehehe look at her head flopping around. Hold her head still. We don’t want her to hurt herself as she screams…..” Masked girl 1 instructed. She saw that panicked reaction from Penelope and wanted to make sure she didn’t knock herself out. Because if she did, then their fun would be paused. She watched as Masked girl 4 held the head down with her hands and now she watched as there was a “controlled” squirming from the victim. She then moved her eyes back to the finger and loved how it was playing with that very vulnerable navel. Navels were one of her favorite spots to play with. Watching it get played with felt amazing to her and she hoped it continued.
Masked girl 3 started to get wrapped up in her thoughts as she felt her finger moving around. There was something about the sound of that shrill laughter that really got her juices flowing. She noticed that the skin was getting pinkish and that delighted her. She then slowed down her navel tickling and went for a softer touch. She could feel the legs underneath her still trying to move around and they would bump her a little between her own legs. That set off some erotic lust in her body. The fact that Penelope was going to end up naked really excited her and she hoped they would really have their way with her sexually as well. It was a whole new world for the group, and this would be the most exciting time.
Penelope continued to scream into her gag even though the finger tickling slowed down and was softer than that evil swirling. She felt incredibly ticklish, and every touch sent very strong ticklish pulses throughout her body. She curled her toes inside her shoes, and she kept trying to move her legs. She felt her head being held and she truly felt like a prisoner to these women. There was no sense of escape and the gag she had prevented her from screaming for help. She wondered if she would ever get rescued. The way these women were talking, she was going to end up like Molly and Cheyenne. Completely naked and humiliated. That started to get her emotions going as she did not want to be humiliated like that. Then she squealed when she felt a strong squeeze on her right side.
“Hehehehehe sorry! I couldn’t help myself. Her side just looked so…..inviting.” Masked girl 2 laughed as she continued to squeeze that very vulnerable side. Watching the bellybutton tickling was very amusing and she wanted to throw Penelope off. She figured that if she and the others would throw in unsuspecting tickles, Penelope wouldn’t try and get used to the one area being tormented.
“Hehehehe did you hear her scream? She didn’t see that coming. Can you imagine what would happen to her when she is naked, and we start touching her in places? Do you think she will moan, or would she laugh?” Masked girl 1 teasingly asked. She wanted to keep Penelope thinking the worst was yet to come.
“Hmmmm…that is a great question. I think if we touch her in certain places, like her nipples, I think she might moan. I think she loves being touched. I think she would love being touched by a woman. I think she secretly likes women. Hehehehe” Masked girl 4 answered. She then lowered her head closer to Penelope’s so she could tease her mentally. “Do you like girls? I think if a girl were to play with you, you would love it. Am I right?” she whispered. She then kissed Penelope on her sweaty forehead to get her juices flowing.
Penelope heard that question and her mind started to race. The squeezing on her side was driving her wild as well as the tickling on her belly. Ticklish electricity was still flowing through her body, but when she heard that question it made the intensity even greater. She didn’t want to admit to anyone that she was having fantasies about other girls. Ever since she and Pam started to tickle Molly, she kept imagining what it would be like to have a very sexual encounter with another woman. When she and Pam tickled Ann and took off her clothes, she kept thinking about a naked woman’s body. During that night where she stripped Molly naked, and saw Cheyenne naked, it was such an erotic thrill for her. She felt bad for her role in that moment, but the memory of those two young ladies having a sexual interaction made her want to touch herself. Now, she was in a position to potentially being played with, but she never imagined it like this. She did not want to be trapped and helpless. Penelope wanted to be the dominant one in a sexual encounter with another woman. She felt the kiss on her forehead and a chill went through her mind. Were these women going to do things to her sexually as well? She continued to laugh into her gag and hoped she would be set free.
Masked girl 1 could see the anguish on the helpless face of Penelope and loved the idea of playing with Penelope sexually. The group had never dominated their victims sexually, so Penelope being the first would be an amazing time. Her own thoughts were getting stronger and wanted to know what Penelope thought. “Hey, pause the tickling for a moment. Let’s give her a chance to answer. Let’s see if she does want to get played with by a girl. Hehehe” she instructed.
Penelope gasped as she felt the fingers stop tickling her belly, and the squeezing on her sides stopped. She tried to get as much air as she could and felt another bead of sweat trickling from her forehead down the side of her head. She still couldn’t see any of these attackers and her body was very warm. She started to groan as she just wanted all of this to stop. She felt the need to beg as her body was slowly getting to be too overwhelmed. “Please….no more…..no more….” she begged behind the gag.
“Awww…..looks like Penelope here needs a break. Poor thing. She is already miserable, but the bad part is, she still has a LONG way to go. Hehehe” Masked girl 1 said with a laugh as she watched Penelope trying to recover. She felt her nipples getting hard as she thought about the path they were on to completely dominating Penelope. She then leaned her masked head closer and got to the left ear. “Hey Penelope, I know you are suffering, and we will continue to torture you. But we have a question for you. If you answer honestly, maybe we could be a little nicer to you. MAYBE. So, here is our question. Would you like us to play with your body? What I am asking is, wouldn’t you love it if we touch and play with your very private areas, like between your legs?” she asked.
Penelope gasped as she heard that question in her ear. Her body tensed up as they were intending to sexually play with her. That got her mind into a tizzy as she was going to be humiliated by these women. The thought of them touching her between her legs was overwhelming, but also, exciting. She shook her head trying to get those thoughts out of her head. “Nooo….don’t touch me!!! Don’t touch me!!” she yelled behind her gag.
“You didn’t answer the question. Wouldn’t you love it?” Masked girl 1 asked. She then looked up at her friends and gave a head nod to being their torture again because she knew how Penelope was going to react.
“Nooooooo!!! Please, just let me go!!!” Penelope screamed into her gag. She did not want these women to humiliate her and tried to squirm again. Desperation started to set in, and she had to set herself free, or what happened to Molly and Cheyenne was going to happen to her! Then she exploded in laughter as the belly tickling and the side squeezing started once again. The unexpectedness of the attack made the sensations much worse than before. She laughed as hard as she could because of the intensity. The finger returned to her bellybutton and those hands were lobster clawing her sides. It was sheer torture, and she couldn’t do anything to stop it.
“Hmmm…perhaps you should have said you would love for us to touch you. Hehehehehe” Masked girl 1 taunted. She loved that explosive reaction and smiled behind her hooded mask. There was just something about Penelope’s laughter that really drove her own lust into gear. She then looked at that chest, covered only by the bra. She knew it was a matter of time before she saw what was behind the bra and that would make this entire encounter the best ever. She then decided it was time for her to get involved. Her friends were doing a masterful job, but she wanted to touch Penelope’s ticklish skin. She leaned closer to Penelope’s head and whispered her threat. “You see? If you had answered in a much more positive way, we would be nice to you. But no, you decide to decline our nice offer. So, it is time for me to get involved. You know where I am going? Hehehe Let’s just say I want to explore your soul. Or should I say soles?” she whispered with a grin.
Penelope heard those words and now she really started to panic. She knew exactly what she meant and now a very sensitive area of her body was going to be played with. That caused her to squirm harder and laugh harder as the anticipation was building along with the tickling she was already receiving. She forgot how ticklish her belly and upper body was, but she definitely remembered one area on her body that was very ticklish. Her feet. The last time anyone other than herself touched her feet was earlier in the school year. It was by Cheyenne when she was applying some Native American technique to her feet to help her relax. Even though Cheyenne did a careful job, the touching of her feet still drove her wild with ticklish sensations. Now that these women were trying to torture her, she knew the touching on her feet was not going to be careful like how Cheyenne did it, it was going to be sheer agony.
“Wow!!! Listen to her! She is going crazy! Hehehehe” Masked girl 4 said with happiness. She loved the way this entire situation was unfolding and started to get excited. Ever since they started talking about a potential sexual situation, her own lust grew. She loved watching her friends tickling the navel and the sides. She heard Masked girl 1 was going to the feet and she wanted to get involved. Her arousal was starting to peak, and she had to go do something about it. Her eyes then looked at the chest and that gave her an idea. It was time to go down that path of sexual dominance. She reached her two hands forward and then planted them on the helpless breasts and did a gentle squeeze. A rush filled her soul as she could feel how firm the breasts were, even under the bra. “Oh my goodness!!! Her breasts are nice!!!” she yelled out as she continued to softly squeeze the breasts.
Penelope now went into overdrive with panic. She felt those fingers tickling her navel and side. She knew someone was going to her feet. Now, she had someone squeezing her breasts. That was an entirely new feeling as no one besides her ever touched her breasts. The gravity of the situation was now really hitting her. These women were going to truly torment her, and completely embarrass her. She knew it was just a matter of time before they removed her clothing, and she would be in her birthday suit. There was no one to stop them. There was nothing she could do. She was going to experience the humiliation of being dominated by another woman. She felt incredible sadness even with the tickling that was still happening.
Masked girl 1 went towards where Penelope’s trapped feet were, and she felt really good inside. She was about to have fun with one of her favorite body parts to tickle. The feet. She didn’t get to play with Molly’s feet as her group would alternate body parts to tickle. Whenever she did get to tickle the feet of a helpless student at the school, it always gave her the deepest thrill. She looked at those black leather shoes and she rubbed her hands together. She absolutely loved removing footwear from her victims because it was like unwrapping a gift. She then stood directly in front of the bottoms of those shoes and felt that rush of excitement. She could see the feet wiggling around as poor Penelope was still being tickled by her friends. She then reached her right hand forward and using her thumb and index finger, she managed to grasp the tip of a shoelace and slowly started to tug at it. She could see the knot in the lace slowly coming undone and then it disappeared. She then started to slowly unlace the shoe, removing the string from the holes. She wanted to make it easier for herself to remove the shoe and prevent Penelope from fighting her attempt. Masked girl 1 knew victims would desperately try to get their shoes on once they realized they were being removed. The laces were getting pulled out easily and then the left foot really started to shake. It was that moment she had been waiting for. The realization that a foot was about to be tickled.
Penelope felt those fingers across her belly and on her sides. She continued to feel the girl groping her breasts, which brought her a lot of shame. Then fear ripped right through her as she felt her shoelaces on the left foot being undone. That set off the panic because she knew her feet were next. “NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed into the gag.
“I love it when she screams! Hehehehe I wonder if she is enjoying me touching her tits.” Masked girl 4 said with joy. She then started to run her thumbs over the material where the nipples were. The material was very thick, but her victim should still feel it.
Masked girl 1 smiled as she now had the laces completely undone. Now it was time to remove the shoe and really drive Penelope insane. But first, she wanted her to be completely aware. That meant she had to get her girls to stop their tickle attack. “Girls, can you pause for a moment, It is time to destroy that pea brain of hers…..” she instructed.
Penelope felt the fingers on her belly stop and also the side squeezing. She even felt those hands leave her breasts. She groaned as she felt those shockwaves still flowing through her body. She did feel a sense of relief and wanted to try to recover. The tickling was truly breaking her down. She had no idea she could still be alive after a ruthless tickling she had been enduring. She thought about when she and Pam tickled Molly, Cheyenne and Ann. Those were prolonged tickle attacks, and those women suffered a lot. Now it was her turn. “Mmmmmm…..please…..stop this….” she whimpered into her gag.
“Penelope, oh sweet Penelope……I am sure you are very tired. You are trapped, tied up, and completely helpless. You are SO very ticklish and that makes you a lot of fun. I bet you wish you never interfered with our fun with Molly a few nights ago. I bet you wish you were somewhere on campus literally doing anything instead of walking by that night. Well, you sinned. What I am about to do next will hopefully get you on the path to redemption. To do that, I must cleanse your soul. I must get those evil demons out of you and trust me, you will scream so loud, they will leave you. Hehehehe” Masked girl 1 laughed. She relished this moment, and she knew Penelope would probably go crazy. She started to think about how that bare foot would look. She wondered if it would be a nice-looking foot. She hoped it was tender and most importantly, very sensitive. “Now, let me remove your shoe…” she told her.
Penelope started to feel that nervous tension throughout her entire body. She was grateful that they weren’t tickling her at the moment, but now a weakness of hers was about to be exploited. She then gasped as she felt something grabbing the heel of her left shoe. She immediately scrunched her toes to try and keep her shoe on, but felt it come off her heel. The fact her shoe was getting removed put her into a panic. “Noooooo!!! Noooo!!! Not my shoe!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 1 chuckled to herself as she heard that reaction from Penelope. The shoe had come off the heel and now she was sliding it off the sole of the foot. She could feel the foot wiggling, which was helping the shoe to be removed. Then she pulled it off and now Penelope’s black stocking foot was exposed. She looked down and could see the outline of the foot. She looked inside the shoe and saw the foot was a size 9. That gave her a thrill as the feet were larger. Most of her victims had smaller feet, but the large ones were always a treasure. She then dropped the shoe to the ground, and it made a slight thud off the floor. “Well, what do we have here? Hehehe Why Penelope, you got some big feet.” she teased.
Penelope started to groan as she heard that teasing. She also felt her shoe come completely off and even jumped a little when she heard the shoe hit the floor. Now she could feel the room air caressing her stocking foot. She decided to not wear socks today, just her long stockings. It always felt good for her shoes to come off, especially after a long day at school, but now she felt even more vulnerable. She wiggled her foot around reflexively and prayed it wouldn’t be touched. She started to whimper in her gag as the tension in the air was starting to overtake her. She knew her foot was in ticklish danger and her nerves only frayed. She also didn’t like the fact that the size of her foot was being pointed out. After tormenting Molly, she knew making fun of someone’s feet was always going to make them feel more helpless.
“Sounds like someone knows she has a big foot. Hehehehehe Now, I do like this stocking. What is even better is that there is a small hole, a very tiny one on the bottom of your foot. I can see some skin! Oh, I can’t wait to see more of it. But right now, let me massage this foot of yours. You should relax. Let me make you feel good…..” Masked girl 1 said and then wrapped her hands around the shoeless foot. She felt the foot wiggling and she giggled. She already knew this foot was going to be very ticklish and was going to truly torture it.
Penelope felt those hands wrap around her foot and she jumped. Just the feeling of those warm hands on her foot caused great concern as she knew her foot was being prepared for torture. The massage didn’t feel too bad, but she knew it was a set up. She could already feel those pre-ticklish tremors forming in her body and she started to beg in her gag. “Please….don’t touch my feet.” she begged in her gag.
“Awwww…..come on Penelope, even you can admit this must feel nice. I know I love a good foot massage at the end of a long day. Hmmm…perhaps you would be willing to massage all of our feet. Maybe you would rather do that instead of me tickling your feet, right?” Masked girl 1 asked with a tease in her voice. She used her thumbs to knead the arch of the foot and loved how the material felt against her skin. The stockings were of good quality, and she was impressed. Molly had the clothes of a poor person, but Penelope had good quality clothes, which meant she came from some money. It was going to be a lot of fun when she would humiliate Penelope and tear the stocking open, ruining her clothes. She loved the thought of getting Penelope to possibly massage her own feet as a personal slave to all of her group. That idea started to grow inside her mind, and she liked the thought. The idea of breaking Penelope’s will and becoming a servant to her team would be most exciting.
“OOOhh!!! She will massage our feet? I like that….” Masked girl 2 said with a smile in her voice. She liked the idea of getting a foot massage. She wished she would get them more often and now they had a chance. She also knew what was about to happen to Penelope’s feet and that only got her more excited.
Penelope heard that offer and she didn’t know how to react. That girl was still massaging her foot, and she felt those ticklish tremors building. She wondered if subjecting herself to massaging their feet would be a better option. She did not want to be tickled, but at the same time, she didn’t want to be subservient to them. She had a lot of pride within her body and being someone else’s servant would humiliate her. She thought about Molly quickly, and how they humiliated her by forcing her to do Pam’s research paper. The amount of power she felt over Molly was incredible, so she knew why they were asking her to be their own personal servant of sorts. She could not let that happen. She started to shake her head “no” and also began to beg. “Please don’t do this to me. Please let me go.” she whimpered.
“I can’t believe it!!! She is turning down your offer????!!! Wow….” Masked girl 3 said aloud as she saw Penelope’s head shaking in a negative manner.
“I guess she likes the alternative then….hehehehe this will be fun.” Masked girl 4 chimed in, knowing what was about to happen next.
“I am actually disappointed in you Penelope. You had a chance to avoid what I am about to do to you, but I guess that’s what you really want. So……” Masked girl 1 said with a menace in her voice. She started to desire that massage, but it also gave her great motivation to really torture her. She then held the toes of the left foot with her right hand and bent the foot back towards Penelope’s upper body, completely exposing the sole. She then stared at that block stocking covering the sole and she used the tip of her left index finger to stroke down from the base of the toes, across the ball of the foot, into the arch and off the heel. A smile formed on her face as she felt that reaction in this foot. “….tickle tickle…” she teased.
Penelope’s entire body froze up as she felt that finger stroking down her foot and it tickled. It really tickled. It was a very intense sensation as her body was already frazzled from the earlier tickling assault. It was a simple stroke, but it might as well be the worst feeling in her entire life. Her body started to squirm and now she needed to get herself free. “Noooooooo Noooooo!!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 1 grinned under her hooded mask as she felt and heard that reaction. She felt a huge thrill in her body as this foot was going to be a lot of fun. She then stroked her finger again down the length of that sole. Then again. And again. And again. The foot was desperately trying to free itself from her grasp and she held on tighter. She loved the sound of those muffled giggles and once she really tickled that foot, the screams were going to sound wonderful. She liked the feeling of the foot on her fingers. Even with the stocking material, she could feel the design of the foot. She started to wonder what the naked foot looked like, and her finger started to move faster. “Penelope has TICKLISH feet!! Laugh for me, laugh!” she taunted.
Penelope felt those consistent strokes on her foot, and it was already driving her wild. The stroking up and down her sole was maddening and the tormentor had a good grip on her toes. She could not break her foot free, and she started to thrash her body as much as she could, even with someone sitting on her thighs. The giggles got stronger as the stroking increased, and she wondered how long she was going to last. No one touched her feet like this before and it was already torture. She desperately tried to pull her foot free, but the grip was too tight. “HEHEHEHEHEHE STOP!!! STOOOOOP!!” she laughed into her gag.
“Wow!! Look at her wiggle around! I feel like I am riding a wild horse right now! Hehehehe” Masked girl 3 said as she felt Penelope writhing underneath her. This was always a great thrill for her because when a victim would thrash under her, it would get her aroused. Listening to that muffled laughter and the body wiggling under her really set off her lust. Then her mind thought about the fact that they would strip Penelope naked and when that happened, she would be able to get her sexual excitement out.
“She must be REALLY ticklish on her feet! Hehehehe” Masked girl 2 chimed in. She then lowered her head next to Penelope’s right ear and whispered into it. She wanted to play with her mind as her foot was being tickled. “hehehe maybe you should have massaged our feet instead. Now, your feet will be tortured for a very long…….long……long time.”
Masked girl 4 was enjoying the reaction of the victim and she looked at the chest. After touching those hidden breasts, she couldn’t wait to expose them. They were jiggling around in the bra right now and it was only a matter of time before they unwrap their ticklish gift and really got to play with her. “Mmmmm look at those tits jiggling. Hehehe I love them.” she murmured.
Penelope heard those words in her ear, and she shuddered. They were playing with her mind, and she was in deep trouble. The tickling on her foot was not slowing down and the ticklish feelings only increased. She started to laugh harder when the finger played in her arch, which was a very sensitive area for her. Her other foot continued to move around, but with her ankles tied, she had a hard time moving it. She then attempted to move her shoe covered right foot over to protect the left foot, then felt her toes getting released. It appeared her plan worked as her shoe covered right foot successfully got the tickling of her exposed left foot to stop.
Masked girl 1 giggled as she felt that right shoe hit her left hand as she was stroking the bottom of the foot. She loved this moment because it was a good reason to now remove the right shoe and make Penelope feel even more vulnerable. She then grabbed the shoelace of the right shoe and tugged at it. The knot disappeared and it was time to scare Penelope once again. “You NAUGHTY GIRL!! Hehehehe Trying to hit my hand with your shoe! Well, that means only one thing. I have to take it off!!! Let’s get both feet exposed, shall we?” she teased.
Penelope gasped as she felt the shoelaces on her right foot come undone. That meant she was going to lose that shoe and both feet would be in ticklish danger. She felt that panic building once again as the laces were getting loose. She felt some relief as the tickling had stopped, but it meant that the worst was about to come. The laces were getting pulled out of her shoe and then she felt the shoe being loose on her foot. Then she felt that tug on the heel of her right shoe and it came off her heel. “Nooooooooo!!!!!” she screamed as the shoe started to come off her foot.
Masked girl 1 felt the shoe coming off and with a quick pull, she tugged the shoe off and now both feet were exposed with their stockings. She couldn’t help but feel excited as those ticklish feet were now very vulnerable. She could see the feet twitching and each foot was trying to cover one another reflexively. She then did a quick scribble of her fingers on the sole of the newly exposed right foot and that foot jumped, then wiggled wildly. That delighted her and she tickled the left foot. She saw the feet nervously trying to protect the other after each stroke of the sole. Her eyes couldn’t look away from that very tiny hole on the left foot and looked forward to exposing the bare feet. But for now, she was going to play with the stockinged feet and put Penelope’s mind in sheer terror. “Looks like Penelope here doesn’t like her feet tickled. I am going to truly enjoy this. Just wait until I see her bare feet!” she threatened.
Penelope started to whimper a lot after feeling those minor tickle attacks on both of her feet. The situation just kept getting worse as her feet were going to be tortured. She then felt her breasts getting groped again and she groaned. These other women were still in position and if they started to tickle her at the same time as her feet were being tickled, she would lose all self-control and suffer. Then she felt fingers go under her bra for a moment and her nipples were touched. That sent a fresh wave of panic throughout her body as these women were really going to torment every single part of her body and tease it. “Noooo!!! Not there!!!” she screamed.
Masked girl 4 enjoyed that reaction she got from Penelope as she swiped her fingers across the nipples under the bra. She smiled under her mask and also felt her own nipples get hard. She was getting anxious because she really wanted to play with Penelope sexually. She swiped her fingers again across the nipples and heard that loud grunt coming from the victim. “Her nipples feel nice. Hehehe” she said to the group.
“Oh really? I got an idea. Play with her nipples as I tickle her feet. Let’s see how she can tolerate two sensations at once.” Masked girl 1 instructed. She then gripped the big toes of both feet and pulled her hand back so the soles would be taut. Since the ankles were tied together, the feet were next to one another, and she quickly danced her fingers up both soles. She felt the feet trembling and now she started to hear that laughter. She loved ticklish feet. Penelope’s seemed very responsive and now her fingers focused on the arch area, near the insteps. That seemed to get the laughter out and she kept touching that area. “That’s right. Penelope has TICKLISH feet! hahaha” she laughed.
Penelope felt those fingers stroking on her arches near her insteps and that sent another tidal wave of ticklish feelings throughout her entire body. She could tell the girl had longer nails because they were scratching through that stocking material and driving her wild. Her mind was racing as the feelings were getting stronger. She knew these women were not going to have any mercy and she felt fear. Then she felt those fingers once again touching her nipples. To go along with her ticklish feelings, now she felt a wave of humiliation and pleasure as those buds were being teased. She felt so helpless. She was trapped and four women were trying to torture her out of her mind. The nipples were getting rubbed and stroked and she couldn’t do anything but laugh. Then she felt those fingers on her feet stroking against the balls of her feet and that sent a major ticklish shockwave throughout her soul as the balls of her feet were very sensitive. Penelope screamed into her gag as loud as she could. She wanted to just let all of her fear and ticklish agony out through her screams and prayed someone would come by and rescue her from this ticklish hell.
“Hehehe listen to her scream! Hmmmm….I wonder if we can make her scream a little louder if I do this?” Masked girl 3 giggled and then started to lightly trace her fingertips on that very delicate skin below the navel and above the pants line. She wanted to make sure her touch was very light so that the tickling of the feet from the leader was the dominate ticklish feeling, but enough to torment Penelope’s mind at the same time. She loved the way her fingers touched that soft skin and loved that shrill gagged laughter. The body continued to writhe under her, and she started to get wet. That made her look at the button on Penelope’s pants, and she wanted to open it, so she could start the process of stripping the pants off and get closer to the ultimate prize.
“Hey, I want to do something too!” Masked girl 2 added. She saw the leader tickling Penelope’s stockinged feet. She saw Masked girl 4 playing with those helpless nipples under the bra, and Masked girl 3 was lightly stroking the skin right above the pants line. She noticed that her friends were now starting to get Penelope ready to be sexually teased and she wanted to be included with the torment. She then had an idea. She lifted her hood up a little to expose her mouth. Penelope was blindfolded at the moment, so she wouldn’t see a partial look at her face. She then lowered her head towards the very vulnerable ribs and planted her lips on them. Then she started to kiss them. She figured she would help trying to get Penelope aroused and ready for sexual humiliation.
Penelope felt those fingers lightly stroking near her pants line, and her nipples were still getting flickered and stroked under her bra. Then she felt those soft lips on her ribs, kissing her. She felt a fresh wave of panic as the others were now being gentle with her body and trying to please her body, while her feet were still under tickle attack. She couldn’t help but laugh as the fingers on her feet continued to dance on her soles. She also felt something else. Her body was becoming weak, and these other women were now trying to please her body. It made her mind go into panic as she knew their goal. It was the same goal she had with Molly. Get her aroused so they could dominate her in a sexual manner. Those thoughts made her nipples get hard and now she was really feeling in trouble. She did not want to get aroused because she knew what kind of effects it would have on her sensitivity. She started to plead through her gag and laughter for them to stop.
Masked girl 1 looked up from the trapped feet and could see what her team was doing. She could see the playing of the nipples; she could tell Masked girl 3 was playing with the belly and Masked girl 2 was kissing the ribs. That got her excited because her friends were now getting Penelope’s body ready. She figured it was a good time for her next move. She loved the feelings of the stockings on her fingers, but it was time for her to touch the skin of these feet. She didn’t know how high the stockings were up Penelope’s leg, so she decided she would keep them on the legs, but tear open the foot area. She looked at the hole and then used her fingers to poke in the hole and try to create a bigger one. Her finger touched that soft skin and that made her very happy. The feet were probably going to be soft. The hole was right below the ball of the foot, near the arch. She then started to tear the hole open a bit and could hear the sound of the material ripping. “Hehehe I think it is time for me to expose her BARE FEET!! I hope she didn’t like these stockings too much. She won’t be able to wear them ever again.” she laughed and continued tearing.
Penelope felt the tearing on her stocking and now she went into overdrive. Her feet were going to be exposed and would be very vulnerable to tickle attacks. She also hated the fact that her favorite stockings were going to be destroyed as well. She could feel her foot getting exposed as she could hear the stocking being torn opened, and the ball of her foot was getting exposed. She felt weak at the moment and couldn’t stop what was happening. She also continued to feel those fingers playing with her nipples and those soft strokes near her pants line. When she felt the kisses on her ribs, a sense of doom washed over her. There was no way she was going to be able to stop these women from having their way with her body and it got her emotional knowing she was helpless. Then she felt the stocking getting torn open more and came off her heel. The only saving grace was that the tickling stopped, but it would return soon enough. “Please….don’t do this to me. Please let me go….” she whimpered in her gag.
Masked girl 1 got excited as she managed to peel the torn stocking off the sole of that left foot. Now she could see the foot from the heel to the base of the toes. She noticed the pinkish skin on the heel, the outside edge of the foot and the ball of the foot. The arch was high and had pale skin. It looked absolutely delightful and now it was time to expose the entire foot. She then grabbed the bottom of the remaining part of the torn stocking at the base of the toes and without any hesitation, she tore them right off those toes! Now, the entire foot was exposed, with the stocking still covering the ankle and leg. She felt excited as she saw those long toes which had pinkish skin on the undersides. The foot was quivering as though it knew its impending doom. “Well, well, well. Looks like Penelope here has some lovely feet. Oh, I am going to truly enjoy this.” she said with lust in her voice.
Penelope felt herself getting very warm in her body as she felt humiliated. There was something about having a foot forcefully exposed that made her feel completely weak. She knew everyone must be looking at her foot. She didn’t mind having her feet exposed as she did go around barefoot in her room, but this was different. These women were trying to torture her and with all this sensual touching, she felt herself being naked. That made her body tremble and then she felt the other touches stopping. The fingers left her nipples, the kissing stopped on her ribs and that soft touch on her navel area ceased. She figured they were all gazing at her foot, and she felt small. She started to whimper in her gag as the feeling of shame washed over her.
“She DOES have a nice-looking foot! Look at those long toes! They have a good shape to them! I want to see the bottom!” Masked girl 2 said as she made her way towards the foot of the table. She then stood next to Masked girl 1 and she stared at the exposed sole. She loved how long the foot was and was narrow. She could see that pinkish skin and the pale arch in contrast. She leaned into Masked girl 1 and giggled. “Ooooh! Looks like we got a nice one! I like her feet. But I have got a question for you. Why is only one foot exposed? Doesn’t she have two feet? Hehehe” she laughed.
“Technically that is two questions. Hahahahahahaha” Masked girl 1 joked. She then looked at the right foot still encased in its stocking, and it was time to expose that foot as well. “You’re right though. She does have two feet, so I think we need to see the other one just in case it looks different. You never know, right?” she said with happiness.
Penelope started to groan as she felt her right stocking getting pulled off her toes, and then she heard a tearing sound. That made her feel sad as her favorite pair of stockings were now ruined. She felt the material coming off her toes and then the ball of the foot. She felt herself starting to twitch as soon both of her feet were going to be naked. She started to whimper in her gag again as she felt vulnerable.
“Awww….what’s the matter? Don’t like having your feet exposed? Well, that’s too bad. Hehehe” Masked girl 3 laughed. She then moved her head closer to Penelope’s so she could tell her something else that would surely drive her victim crazy. It got her excited, but she knew how everything was flowing, and it was now time to make Penelope’s mind snap. “Just think, your feet are going to be REALLY tickled. It will seem like forever, and you will probably lose your mind. You sinned very badly and now we will cleanse your soles. Hahahaha then, we will have to strip you naked to finish your punishment. Just imagine what will happen when we see your naked body. I know I am looking forward to seeing what is between your legs. Hahaha you will love my touch….” she threatened.
Masked girl 1 stared at the bare feet of Penelope and she got really excited. Staring at that pink skin made her feel things in her body that she loved to experience. She was going to have a lot of fun playing with those feet and she didn’t want to waste any time. She stroked the tip of her right index finger up the left sole quickly, then did the same with her left index finger up the newly exposed right sole. She saw the feet wiggling around, with the toes curling and opening and heard a giggle. She then stoked her right index finger up the left sole again, and then repeated the procedure on the right foot with her left index finger. The giggles got louder, and the feet kept moving around. She liked how soft the feet were. They weren’t very soft but had a nice tenderness to them. Tired feet at the end of the day were always a perfect time because the feet would be more tender after being inside shoes and stockings all day. “Hehehe oh yes, Penelope has some ticklish feet. I am going to torture you now, Penelope. I am going to tickle the hell out of these feet. Ready?” she teased.
Penelope heard those ominous words from Masked girl 3 about her naked body being touched and felt fear. She heard the words about her most private spot and her nerves were on edge just from that threat. Then she felt those index fingers stroking up and down her feet and her mind realized just how much ticklish trouble she was in. She let out some ticklish squeals as the index fingers stroked up the bottoms of her feet. When she heard the words about her feet being tortured, the fear spiked within her soul, and she started to beg profusely. “Noo!! Please not my feet!! Not my feet!!! It will be torture! Please, no!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Masked girl 2 watched with great delight as she saw her friend stroking her fingers up and down the feet. She wanted to have some fun as well, and as she watched those naked feet wiggling around, she came up with an idea. To maximize the tickle torture, those feet had to remain still. She then grabbed the tops of both feet and held them still. She looked up at her friend and nodded her head. “Torture her…..” she said with lust in her voice.
Masked girl 1 saw her cohort holding those feet still and she could see them quivering. Her moment of truth was here and now it was time to punish Penelope. She formed her fingers into claws and then raked her nails from the tender heel, through the very soft arch, and off the balls of the feet. She did it in slow motion so her victim could feel the full impact of her nails on the skin. She felt the feet tense up and heard a horrific muffled scream coming from the owner of those pretty feet. A rush of excitement flowed through her, and she repeated her ticklish strokes and enjoyed the moment. “Tickle, tickle, tickle…..hehehehe someone has some TICKLISH feet!” she taunted.
Penelope felt those claws on the soles of her feet, and she lost it. The sheer intensity of it all ripped through her like electricity and she started to scream. The tickling that was done to her entire body thus far was bad, but it also set her up to be vulnerable when a very ticklish spot was tickled. She felt those nails sliding across her feet. She could feel them digging into her flesh, going across the heels of her feet, and into her arch and then the balls of the feet. It seemed like this woman was going to really torture her and she just laughed. She desperately tried to wiggle her body around as she had to get herself free. If she did not get free of these women, she thought she might lose her mind.
“WHOA!!!! She is really ticklish on her feet!!! She almost knocked me off!” Masked girl 3 declared as she felt Penelope’s body wiggling around underneath her. She could see the veins popping out in the neck area and the strain on Penelope’s face. She saw her head thrashing around and could hear those muffled screams of laughter. She looked up at Masked girl 4 and nodded her head. It was time to give Penelope some conflicting sensations as the feet were played with.
Masked girl 4 saw her friend nod her head and she nodded back. She knew what that meant and it was time to play with Penelope’s body once again. She reached her hands forward and slipped her fingers under the bra and found those nipples once again. She rubbed the pads of her fingers across those nipples and felt the nubbins starting to react. It was time to confuse Penelope’s mind so that she would become even more sensitive.
Penelope screamed louder as she felt her nipples being played with. This was not going well for her as they were controlling her body. She felt helpless. She couldn’t stop what was happening to her body and that made her mind freak out. She did everything she could to get her feet free, to get one of the women off her legs and the last one to stop touching her breasts, but it was no use. She then felt one of the claws leave her foot, the right one, and now both hands were clawing her left foot. She lifted her head and screamed in ticklish agony through her gag. Her face turned red as the ticklish intensity spiked.
Masked girl 1 moved her left hand away from the right foot, and now applied both hands to the bottom of the left foot. She moved her “claws” up and down the sole, moving in an unorganized way. She wanted to just make her hands move around with reckless abandon, so Penelope could not just suffer on one spot of the foot. She loved the fact that the feet were being held still, so she could just tickle them without having to chase the foot around. She saw those long toes curling very tight, which created those massive wrinkles in the skin on the bottom of the foot. She loved how her nails could feel those “bumps” as they raked across the foot. She then decided she should slow the torture down and make Penelope start to feel totally helpless. She stopped her clawing and then did very soft strokes on each foot, using the pads of her fingertips. She heard the maniacal laughter decreasing in intensity, but it was still a steady giggle. Her victim had some very ticklish feet, and she was going to enjoy this very much. “Awww….did you enjoy the claws, Penelope? Didn’t it make your feet feel really good?” she teased.
Penelope felt the clawing stop on her foot and the intensity subsided a little, but with the soft stroking, she still laughed. Her feet were always very ticklish, and the lightest touch could get her going. Her mind didn’t know what to do. That raking and clawing was so overwhelming, that it felt grateful it was just soft stroking now. Both methods would tickle her, but one was less intense. She couldn’t stop her laughter to even beg. That’s what really messed with her psyche. She couldn’t even beg for mercy as she just could not stop giggling. It also didn’t help that her nipples were still being played with. Those fingers kept touching those buds and her body had to naturally react. They got stiff and now her body was going to react to the more sensual touch.
Masked girl 4 got excited as the nipples she was playing with reacted. She finally got the nipples to stiffen. That was key in their plan to sexually humiliate Penelope. Now that she felt them stiffening, it was time to really get the body going. “Hey, her nipples are hard now! Hehehe I think she likes me touching them now. Go ahead and do your thing!” she told Masked girl 3.
Masked girl 3 giggled under her hooded mask as the reaction they hoped for was happening. Even with all the horrific laughter, they wanted to make Penelope feel arousal. That was the key to humiliating her sexually. She then took the tips of her fingers and started to softly stroke right under the navel on the very delicate skin. She felt the belly quivering under her touch and those giggles were music to her ears. Her fingers made it to the pant line, and she wondered if it was time to prepare Penelope for the next phase. She decided to let her fingers linger near the area, and when the foot tickling calmed down again, she would mess with Penelope’s mind by unbuttoning the pants.
Masked girl 1 truly enjoyed the softness of the helpless feet. The way the skin felt on her fingers soothed her. She liked these larger feet and wished she could tickle them all night long. It was still early evening and the thought of kidnapping Penelope and holding her hostage over the weekend sounded like a great idea. But this was about revenge, and a strong message. She wanted to break Penelope’s spirit. She then focused on the right foot. It was time to play with that one exclusively for a little bit. She looked up at Masked girl 2 and nodded her head. “Hold the toes of her right foot. Bend them back, so I can have some fun with the bottom of her foot.” she instructed.
Masked girl 2 nodded her head affirmatively and then took her right hand, grabbed the long toes of the right foot, then pulled them back. She had a good grip on the toes and from her vantage point, she could see the top of the ball of the foot. This next round of torture was going to be fun, and she had to be prepared to hold the foot still. “Ok, do your thing!” she replied.
Masked girl 1 saw that taut sole and she grinned. She looked at the ball of the foot and figured she would play with it first since it seemed so inviting for her fingers. She took the tip of her left index finger and decided to explore that vulnerable spot. She placed the tip of her finger right at the outside edge of the ball of the foot and then made a clockwise motion. Her finger moved across the top part of the ball of the foot, near the base of the toes, all the way to the inside edge of the foot. She heard a very strong laugh from Penelope and her adrenaline spiked again. As the finger made it back across the bottom of the ball of the foot, she noticed that the spot close to the top of the arch was very responsive. She made a mental note of that as she wanted to find very sensitive areas. Once she made a complete revolution around the ball of the foot, she then slowly dug her finger into the ball of the foot and moved across the skin, going from the outside edge of the foot, through the center of the ball all the way to the inside edge of the foot. She could feel that foot straining to get free as well as hearing that laughter growing in intensity. She loved how pink the skin was getting and continued to attack the ball of the foot. “She has such ticklish feet. One of the best feet we ever tickled.” she said softly so her friend could hear it.
Penelope felt that finger tickling the ball of her foot, and it horrified her. She could feel the movement and followed it in her mind. When the finger was near her toes she shivered in ticklish agony. When it went to the inside edge of her foot, she panicked because if it moved lower, it would touch her very delicate instep and send her into ticklish hell. Then she felt it slide across the bottom of the ball, and dangerously close to the very ticklish arch of her foot. When she felt the finger going across the ball of the foot, she couldn’t help but let all the laughter flow. There was something methodical about that finger tickling her foot. It also didn’t help that her nipples were still being played with, and fingers also near her pants tickling that very soft skin. Her mind thought back to how she and Pam tickled their victims. The overwhelming style of attack on various parts of the body to break their mind. This entire ordeal was slowly breaking her will and with that threat of being naked looming, she feared she would end up breaking and being submissive to these ladies. She was always a proud woman, but it wasn’t going to be long before she submitted to them. Then she felt the finger tickling her heel and even that part of her foot was very reactive to touch. Penelope let out a very loud ticklish squeal and could hear the group laughing at her. That was embarrassing as they were truly enjoying her ticklish plight.
Masked girl 1 focused on that very tender heel on the right foot with her fingers. The heel was soft, not as soft as the rest of the foot, but definitely not a rough area. She was pleased the heel was responsive. She noticed the laughter and the foot straining was greater when she was close to the bottom of the arch and on top of the heel. That must have been a very dreadful spot for her victim, and she was going to exploit it. First, she wanted to trace her fingertips around the outside edges of the heel, and slowly come back to the surface area and then move closer to the top of the heel. She could feel that foot straining to get free, but with the toes being held, there was no escape. She then fluttered her fingers into the bottom of the arch and heard another loud ticklish squeal. “hehehehe you know, I am really enjoying her laughter. She is so ticklish.” she mentioned to Masked girl 2.
“Yeah, she really is ticklish. I am glad she is. This is the perfect revenge. You know I am excited about what we have planned for her very soon. This will be our greatest moment!” Masked girl 2 responded. She loved feeling those toes straining in her hand and she maintained a good grip. She then decided to be a little devious and maneuvered her fingers to start touching the undersides of the toes and stroke that skin. She felt the foot jumping and she smiled. “Looks like someone has ticklish toes!” she grinned.
“Tickle them! I will work her arch, and you get her toes. Let’s see how loud we can make her get!” Masked girl 1 instructed. She then formed her fingers back into the claw formation and placed her nails right in the center of the pale skinned arch. She then raked her fingers in a short distance, mainly staying right in the middle of the arch. She could feel the foot reacting and she loved it. It was time to really torture Penelope!
Penelope felt fingers on the bottoms of her toes, and she almost lost her sense of reality. Her toes were always highly sensitive and now they were being played with. She started to squeal in ticklish terror as the fingers continued to touch that very delicate skin. Then she started to panic when she felt those fingers raking in the center of her arch. The sheer intensity of the sensations hit her like a pile of bricks. She screamed as loud as she could into her gag as the ticklish feelings were quite overwhelming. She desperately tried to get her foot away, but it was no use. She couldn’t even feel her nipples still being played with or feeling those fingers softly tickling that soft skin below her navel. Her brain could only feel those horrible ticklish feelings on her toes and in her arch.
Masked girl 3 turned her head to see what was happening and she saw that the toes of the right foot were being held and probably tickled. She could also see the hand of Masked girl 1 on the foot and knew they must have hit some hot spots. She turned back around and could hear that horrible, muffled scream and saw how red the face was getting. That made her smile as she knew her friends had found some really sensitive areas. Now it was her turn to mess with Penelope. She moved her fingers dangerously close to the navel and now she heard another cackle coming from the prisoner. “hehehe I love her ticklishness. I want to take her pants off! I want to see how ticklish she is down there.” she requested.
Masked girl 4 nodded her head in agreement as she heard her friend talking about removing the pants. She could tell Penelope was feeling some form of arousal as those nipples were very stiff. She decided she couldn’t wait anymore and then removed her hands from under the bra cups and reached under and found the back clasp of the garment. She wanted to see those breasts while Penelope was distracted with horrible foot tickling. She undid the clasp and moved the ends of the bra out from under the back. The sound of the muffled laughter gave her that erotic thrill and now she was about to bare those breasts she was touching. She looked at Masked girl 3, who was playing with the navel. Everyone was having fun and now it was her turn. “Hey, want to see her tits?” she asked.
Masked girl 3 heard that question and noticed the bra straps were out from under the backside and now the cups could be removed easily. A surge of lust filled her body and now it was time to really have some fun with Penelope. “You damn right I do! Hehehe” she replied.
Penelope continued to feel those evil nails on her arch and when they hit her instep, she lost it. That skin was very sensitive and really drove her wild. The fingers were now in between her toes and that was too much for her to handle. She didn’t even notice her bra was undone. She just felt those horrible ticklish feelings on her foot. Then her mind registered that her bra was moving around. She started to feel shame as she now realized they were about to remove her bra. That sent her into a fresh wave of panic. “Noooooo!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” she screamed.
“Hey, we are about to see her tits! You guys want to see?” Masked girl 4 announced. She wanted her whole team to witness this moment. This was the moment Penelope would start to feel completely humiliated and pay for interrupting their torture of Molly.
Masked girl 1 heard her friend announce something about breasts and she looked up. She looked over at Masked girl 2 and then stopped her tickling. “Hey, did they mention something about her breasts?” she asked.
Masked girl 2 stopped drilling her fingers on those toe crevices and turned her head. She could see Masked girl 4 rubbing her hands together and it appeared they were about to expose Penelope’s chest. “Hey, you are going to take off her bra?” she asked.
“Yes! Her nipples are already hard. I think we should see what they look like!” Masked girl 4 said, then placed her hands near the bra. She then watched as the two friends got up from Penelope’s feet and went to the chest area. Now, she had a fill audience. “Ladies, I present to you……..Penelope’s……..CHEST!!!” she declared, then quickly moved the cups off the breasts and pulled the bra away from the body.
Penelope felt such great relief when the tickling of her foot stopped. She could feel how hot her body was, and the sweat was trickling down her face. She felt so tired at that moment. That foot tickling was brutal, and she felt so desperate. Then she heard the woman near her head talk about her chest. When she heard that they wanted to see her breasts, she panicked! She started to whimper in her gag and then suddenly, she felt the bra leave her chest and then her body. She felt absolutely mortified as her breasts were now exposed. A tidal wave of humiliation washed over her, and she turned very red in shame. She could not believe they just exposed her breasts. She felt very weak and helpless. No one had ever done this to her, and she wanted to go crawl into a hole. “Why? Why?” she murmured into her gag.
“Oooooh!!!! She has some NICE tits! Hehehehe Look at them!” Masked girl 1 said with excitement. She was proud of her friend as they now exposed this prisoner’s chest. For the second time in their tickle attack adventures, they exposed a woman’s chest. Molly was first, and now Penelope. She admired the shape of the breasts. They were a B cup, with a soft shape as the breasts sagged a little. She could see those small brown nipples and she swooned. She could tell the nipples were at attention and they really stood out. She could also hear the soft whimpering of Penelope, and it was time to further destroy her mind. “Why you ask? Well, why not? I must say Penelope, you got some might pretty tits there. Much, MUCH better than those tiny breasts Molly had. I think we can have some real fun with these…” she threatened.
Penelope really felt embarrassed at this moment. Having her chest exposed meant they were conquering her and there was nothing she could do. Then she heard the comparison to Molly. That really got into her mind as she thought about what she did to Molly earlier in the school year. It was her that exposed Molly’s chest during that incident. She remembered the sad sounds Molly was making as she utterly humiliated her. She knew that caused Molly great sadness as she stared at those tiny breasts of hers. She remembered how she made fun of them to further humiliate her. That moment haunted her over the school year. She couldn’t believe she would do something like that to another person. But it was the thrill of the moment. Now, it was happening to her. She was held down. Her chest was exposed by women that were in control of her. She was not the victim. She experienced the humiliation of having your private areas exposed. This made her begin to get very emotional as the moment washed over her. She started to whine a little as she heard the giggles and noises her captors were making. “Please…cover me….” she whined.
“Awwww..someone sounds like she is embarrassed right now. You shouldn’t be. These are nice tits! But……” Masked girl 1 said then paused. She wanted to create a dramatic effect because her next set of words would surely make Penelope lose her self-respect. She looked over at her friends and nodded her head. “…..maybe we should see what you look like without those pants too…” she said.
Penelope let out a loud groan as she heard those ominous words. Now they were getting to the point of stripping her naked. They had threatened to do that and now it was here. It sent her memory back to the moment with Molly. She was the one who stripped that poor girl naked. It just seemed like it was destiny that she would have the same fate. She started to think that perhaps this was her punishment for doing such cruel things to Molly. She started to whimper as the ultimate form of humiliation was about to happen. “Please don’t do this to me….” she whimpered.
“Let’s take those pants off. Go ahead….” Masked girl 1 commanded Masked girl 3. This was the moment they had all waited for. They all discussed stripping a victim naked and now that moment was here. This would be the first time they had a naked victim, and she wondered how they would all react. She then looked at the fingers near the pants and her excitement started to build. She wanted to see Penelope’s most private area.
Masked girl 3 got really excited as her moment arrived. Her friend got to expose the breasts and now she would remove the pants. She placed her fingers on the button on the pants and undid them. She felt the button come undone and she slowly opened up the top flap of the pants. She then started to unbutton the rest of the pants, and she could see the white underwear Penelope was wearing. Her heart started to beat much faster as button after button came undone. Once they were all undone, she slowly opened up the flaps and saw that underwear. The moment was becoming more intense, and she kept swallowing as her mouth went dry with anticipation. “I bet there is going to be a pretty pussy under this underwear.” she said as she lightly ran her fingers across the fabric of the garment.
Penelope blushed furiously as she felt her pants becoming undone. She knew these women were looking at her underwear and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She couldn’t even see them because of her blindfold and even if she could see them, they still wore those hooded masks. She flinched as she felt fingers stroking across her underwear. They were dangerously close to her womanhood, and she knew they were going to completely embarrass her and control her body. Her breasts were exposed, and she knew what was about to happen next. “Please don’t do this to me…” she murmured in her gag.
“I like her underwear. Hehehe How about we pull down her pants so we can get her more comfortable?” Masked girl 1 said as she continued to watch Masked Girl 3’s fingers stroking against the fabric. She was getting more aroused, and it was time to turn up the temperature.
“You got it…” Masked girl 3 said with delight. She then reached her hands forward and grabbed the hem of the pants. She started to tug the loose pants off the hips and when they did, she struggled to get the pants from under Penelope’s ass. She grunted a little with her struggling, but then it came off the rear end. She slid her own body off of Penelope and now she pulled the pants down all the way to the tied ankles. She got a glimpse at Penelope’s feet and smiled. Then she looked right back at the underwear and got into position. She placed her hands at the hem of the underwear, and she awaited the order to strip this woman of her last shred of dignity. She looked over at Masked girl 1 and got excited. “Time to take these off?” she asked with an anxious tone.
“Not yet. Let me have some fun first….” Masked girl 1 responded. She then made her way close to Penelope’s head and leaned closer. She placed her face close to the exposed left ear as she wanted to mess with Penelope’s mind. “Poor Penelope……..you are trapped with no escape. Look at you. You can’t see us. You can’t move. We tickled your sweet body and will resume that in a moment. Now, we can see your breasts. They do look rather delicious. Hehehehe and we took down your pants. I bet you already know what we will do next…..” she whispered.
UP NEXT: Total humiliation and redemption?
Ok fans, how did you like this part? Poor Penelope. She is definitely paying for her sins now. I like this character. She has some complexity to her. I hope you have all enjoyed this series so far. I am already thinking of stuff for Phase 5 potentially and I see so many things for this school setting in the future. If there is a Phase 5, I will have drawings of Penelope and Ann too. I do thank you for your readership. I hope you liked this chapter and your comments are most welcomed and encouraged.
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