Hello fans!!! It is now time for the next series in this Phase 4 of Deputy's Universe! This series will focus on Cheyenne and her days at school. The story is about how much she has grown and how it will tie into later series during this phase. I wanted to include some emotional moments and the story itself is about growth. Of course there will be some great tickling scenes, but the story itself is about the characters. This is a 6 part series. This first part is largely a re-introduction to the characters and a lot of set up. There is some tickling as well. There will be a lot of tickling in this series as the characters navigate their way. I hope you enjoy this series and thank you for any feedback!
School Day 2
Time: Late spring 1889 (After the series The Deputy & The Outlaw: Retribution)
Cheyenne sat on her bed in her dorm room and looked over the words. It was a Sunday night, and she was preparing herself for her morning math class. She was a little excited as the school year was starting to wind down. It had been a very eventful first year at St. Helena’s school for girls in Los Angeles, California. She still couldn’t believe she was actually a student at a school like this. Just a year ago, she was in Mexico, a prisoner of sorts to Priscilla Montenegro, the wife of crime lord Julie Montenegro. She had been kidnapped from her village under the guise of going to a school like this, only to end up in Mexico and serving a woman that was very cruel to her. She was subjected to a lot of mental and emotional abuse by Priscilla, and she was a crushed human being. Then in the summer of 1888, she met someone that would help her change her life forever. She met the infamous outlaw, La Diabla and ended up rescuing her from certain death. Cheyenne had taken La Diabla to her room and helped her nurse a swollen ankle. It was from that point; the two women would start to get close to one another. She really loved interacting with La Diabla and found her so fascinating. She was not as evil as she had always been portrayed. She seemed to have a very loving side to her, and she adored her. Eventually La Diabla took Cheyenne back home to her tribe, the Elu tribe located in Southern California, close to the Mexican border. It was such a happy moment for her. She was reunited with her family and friends, and it was such an emotional time. She always felt indebted to La Diabla for rescuing her and loved her deeply because of it.
Things turned rather quickly as she was kidnapped again and was a prisoner to Priscilla in a secret cavern in the nearby California city of Santa Selena. It was a harrowing experience as she suffered a lot of physical, emotional and mental anguish. She wasn’t physically harmed, but she was tortured. There was a woman named Helga, a brute of a woman from Russia, that had tormented her all over her body, even sexually humiliating her. The kind of torture that no one expects, but can be just as devastating. She was tickled. She was tickled all over her naked body and even forced to orgasm from Helga. It was the most humiliating moment of her young life. She was told she was going to be a sex slave the rest of her life and that crushed her mentally and emotionally. Then, La Diabla had found her, but was tortured herself. Cheyenne witnessed the tickle torture of a woman she had such deep admiration for and that also broke her emotions. Eventually, La Diabla and another heroic woman named Darby Reeves, a deputy from Plotsville, had escaped from their cells and rescued her. They manage to rescue all the other sex slaves, and they even got away. Helga was defeated, but Priscilla, and her business partner, Gloria Wellington, had escaped. It did not matter to her at the time. Cheyenne was free and when she made it back home, it was one of the greatest moments she had ever experienced. Anytime she thinks back to that moment, it makes her cry because she was so happy to see her family, her friends and the rest of the tribe.
Her happiness was short lived when she heard that La Diabla had gone to find Priscilla. She was worried about her friend, and accompanied Deputy Darby Reeves, to go find her. They managed to find the house that Priscilla and Gloria had escaped to, and it was in that house that she experienced one of the worst moments of her existence. It was during a battle between Darby and Priscilla that she had intervened. She saw Darby hanging upside down and Priscilla was tickling her big, pink, soft soles. She heard the hysterical laughter and she had to go help her. She yelled at Priscilla, which took her away from tickling Darby’s feet. Priscilla managed to overpower her and started tickling her, but Darby recovered and managed to capture Priscilla. She got to help Darby apprehend Priscilla and she was very happy her nightmare was over. But that was until Priscilla said very cruel things to her that affected her emotions. Priscilla had told her that she was better off dead. That broke Cheyenne’s heart and she started to get angry. She felt her rage building as the woman who made her life a living hell was under her control. She struck Priscilla physically and started to hurt her. Then in her moment of rage, she pulled out a knife she had been given and nearly plunged it into Priscilla’s face. She was stopped by Darby who witnessed the entire confrontation. That moment frightened her. She was about to take someone’s life and that shattered her emotions. She cried. She cried hard in Darby’s arms as she was so close to killing someone, even someone as evil as Priscilla Montenegro.
Darby did manage to take Priscilla away and to Cheyenne’s delight, her friend La Diabla tormented Priscilla in front of her, Darby and Gloria’s daughter, Phoebe Wellington. It was sweet looking at Priscilla getting tickle tortured. She was so hurt by those words Priscilla told her but seeing her in ticklish agony made her feel a little better. Then the unthinkable happened. After being threatened by La Diabla, Priscilla was forced to apologize to Cheyenne. Even though she knew it was under duress, hearing that apology really gave her comfort. That was a moment she would never forget. It was a moment her love for her friend La Diabla would grow. She adored the outlaw and considered her family.
When she finally returned home to the Elu tribe, she even got a gift from Darby, Phoebe and La Diabla. Due to her assistance with taking down Priscilla and Gloria, she was gifted an admission to St. Helena’s school for girls. That moment meant everything to Cheyenne. Her dream was to go to one of those schools since she was also so intellectually curious. People like her rarely got into schools like this and she now had the opportunity for a higher education. She took it seriously and wanted to make sure she got the best grades. She did not want to disappoint her family and friends. She was representing her people, and she could not fail. Being at this school was the best feeling in the world. She even got to meet some new people and her world was expanding. She was very happy that she met her best friend at the school, a young woman named Molly Scofield. Molly was a very shy young lady, who came from a poor background, had very large eyeglasses, and dressed very plainly. She was in her second year at the school. Cheyenne didn’t care about any of that. Molly had the greatest heart and she absolutely loved being around her. They had formed a solid friendship quickly and she adored the woman. Molly also had that intellectual curiosity like she did, so their interactions were always so much fun. They both had befriended another young lady, a young Chinese woman named Ann. She was coincidently another captured woman in the sex trafficking ring in Santa Selena. All three became a group and had the best time together.
Not all was good during the school year. Early in the school year, they encountered two women who were bullies to Molly. Pamela LeClair and Penelope Grant had captured poor Molly the previous school year and tickled tortured her into doing a research paper for Pam. They eventually tormented Cheyenne by tickling her for simply being Molly’s friend and they even tickled Ann. Even though they were very complimentary to Cheyenne’s physical beauty, they were very cruel to Molly. They would call her many names, but mainly they called her a “troll” because of her stature. It got to a point that Pam was so determined to torment them both, she managed to capture them both and take them into an empty classroom. It was there that they tickled poor Molly and Cheyenne into submission, and even stripped them naked. To cap it all off, they even forced Molly and Cheyenne’s vaginas together and tickled them. That forced the two young ladies to grind into each other and they eventually made each other had an orgasm to complete the humiliation. It was a very emotional moment for the two of them. For Cheyenne, it reminded her of how Priscilla had control of her, but for Molly, it was soul crushing. She had never had anyone see her naked body out of shyness and to not only be naked, but to be forced to have an orgasm was the ultimate humiliation. She was forced into agreeing to doing a research paper for Pam once again and she was so scared.
It was during this time that Cheyenne found the courage to fight back. She had read a very loving letter she received from La Diabla. That letter told her that she was strong. Stronger than she thought she was and how proud La Diabla was of Cheyenne and that she could do anything. It was at that moment that Cheyenne was no longer going to be a helpless and weak victim. Those moments with Priscilla scarred her forever and it always made her feel weak. This time she wanted to be different. She never wanted to feel like how Priscilla made her feel at her lowest moment, so she decided to stand up against Pam. She confronted Pam and took Molly and Ann with her. Even though they were scared out of their minds, Cheyenne knew she had to be strong. Pam was going to physically hurt her, but it was during that moment that Pam had a weakness that she discovered. Pam was ticklish. That seemed to motivate Cheyenne and she managed to turn the table on Pam and tickle torture her with the help from Ann and eventually Molly. They tormented Pam into submission in her own room and even forced her to apologize to all of them, especially Molly. It was a full circle moment for Cheyenne. Like her hero La Diabla did for her by making Priscilla apologize, she did the same for Molly and forced Pam to apologize to her. It was such a great feeling for her. She managed to overcome her fears and she realized that she could become a leader. Since she was the daughter of the Chief of the Elu tribe, she knew she was destined to lead her tribe, but she truly did not believe she could be a leader. That changed after tormenting Pam and getting her to stop bothering them from that point forward.
The rest of the school year was eventful in positive ways. Without the specter of someone trying to bully them, Cheyenne, Molly and Ann blossomed. Cheyenne even started to help other girls with their homework. One of her favorite things to do in life was to help others. She had studied so hard all year long, she wanted to share her knowledge with others who may have been struggling. She would hold study groups with others in her classes and they all flourished. It also made her more popular around campus as others wanted to know this very intelligent young lady from the Elu tribe. Cheyenne felt very good that she was making such a positive impact on other’s lives. She was now 20 years old and could feel herself growing as a person. She missed her tribe dearly; however, being at this school made her grow. She interacted with people from different backgrounds and cultures and that made her learn so much. When she went home on Christmas and Spring breaks, she would tell the people in her tribe about all of her school adventures. Cheyenne loved how eager everyone was to hear her stories and they all admired her. It was such a humbling feeling, but also one of pride. She did want to get more out of La Diabla because when she visited the tribe on Spring Break, La Diabla had told her that she got into a very intense adventure just weeks before Cheyenne returned and even Darby was involved. That fascinated Cheyenne when she heard that La Diabla and Darby had a confrontation with a Greek bounty hunter named Thalia Laskaris. She only got some details as La Diabla didn’t want to give the full story to her. When she asked her why, the outlaw only responded with she was there for a short time and the rest of the tribe wanted to be around their princess. She promised to give Cheyenne the full story once she was back home for the summer because there was a lot to tell her. Cheyenne kept trying to get details, but all she had gotten was that Thalia was by far the most dangerous woman she ever faced, and that her and Darby had been captured. They could have been taken to Greece as sex slaves but managed to escape and fight back. It was an epic battle and they prevailed. La Diabla teased Cheyenne by saying that a mysterious woman from her past was key to the victory. That drove Cheyenne crazy as she would ask La Diabla every day about more details, even when they were in their shared teepee and about to go to sleep. The outlaw didn’t want to give away all the good stuff but did finish off telling her before she returned to school that Darby and her admitted their love for one another. That made Cheyenne’s heart swoon because she was so happy La Diabla was in love with someone and because it was Darby, that made it all the better. She could not wait until her summer vacation arrived so she could get all the details of that adventure because it sounded really intense!
Cheyenne looked up from her book and saw the young lady at her desk, looking into her book. She smiled as her classmate seemed to be really focusing on her assignment. She had invited her over to her dorm room so they could study together since they were in the same math class. They were looking over their final homework assignment for the semester. This was the last two weeks of classes, then the following week would be their finals. Then, she could go back home for the summer and be with her tribe. She then leaned her head back a little and thought about how she made it through her first year of school. She was going to miss this room as she would have a new one the next school year. The room was her home away from home. She spent a lot of time in this room, doing all of her homework and writing letters to all of her friends. She, Molly and Ann would also spend a lot of time in this room since her roommate was often not in the room. Cheyenne smiled as she thought about the next school year. Her classes would be even tougher, but she looked forward to it.
“Hey Cheyenne, I am having trouble with this next question. It is question 6. I tried to work it out, but I just can’t seem to get it to work. I hate fractions. Did you get the answer?” the young student asked.
“Oh, number 6? Yeah, I got that one. Here, let me come over and help you with it.” Cheyenne responded. She then got up from her bed and walked over towards her desk where the student sat. She could feel the rug beneath her barefeet and when she made it to the desk, she leaned over the girl’s shoulder and stared at her paper. “Ah, I see where you went wrong, Emily. Here, if you multiply both sides by the same number, that will help clear some things up.” she told her.
“Oh!!! So, if I multiply both sides by 8, then I can get rid of the fractions to clean it up and get whole numbers?” Emily asked. She was very happy to study with Cheyenne at the moment. She was average in math, and always admired Cheyenne. She seemed to shine in class as she often went to the chalkboard and solved the problems the professor would put up there. She asked Cheyenne for help and was delighted that she said yes. She also thought Cheyenne was very pretty and enjoyed being in her presence.
“Yes, see? See how it cleared everything up? Now, you can put whole numbers together, and then isolate X so you can solve the equation. You are doing good, Emily! You got this!” Cheyenne said with a happy tone, doing her best to encourage her fellow classmate. She liked Emily because she was a very energetic girl, and they would often speak to each other inside the residence hall. Emily was also a resident, so they would see each other often. She liked how nice she was, and it was good to have someone in her class that lived close to her as well.
“Yes!!! I did it!! Finally!!!” Emily shouted as she finished solving the equation. She felt a surge of excitement because she really wanted to be ready for the final. She then turned around in the chair and looked at Cheyenne. She could see her very pretty smile and that made her happy. “I have to ask; how did you get so good at math? You got some great talent!” she told her.
Cheyenne blushed a little from the compliment. It felt nice to hear others tell her she had a talent. Growing up in the Elu tribe, she was not privy to these types of academics. She learned some math from her tribe, but she really took an interest in math when she visited the nearby Christian Mission, led by Father Robert. He would give her math books and she would spend hours working on them, learning everything she can. She remembered when he called her brain a sponge because she soaked up so much knowledge and didn’t have any formal schooling. Now she wanted to help everyone learn these subjects because if she could do it without any formal schooling, then everyone else would have a chance to learn it too. “Hehe thank you. I just really like math. It is kind of fun. I am glad I am able to help you.” she responded with a shy voice.
“Well, I am glad someone like you is here. You have a mind for mathematics. I know you are also good at other subjects too. You are very smart, Cheyenne!” Emily praised.
“Awww…. You don’t have to say that. I just work hard like everyone else here. I am not that smart. I am still not that great at science and the English class. Those are the only classes I don’t have an A in. I have Bs. I have to get better!” Cheyenne told her. Those were the subjects she most struggled with in school during the entire school year. English grammar was very difficult, and science was mind boggling. Even though she got Bs, she felt terrible she wasn’t better at them.
“You are too cute! You got 2 Bs and everything else are As and you feel bad. I wish I was you. I want to be super smart!” Emily told her with a smile.
“You ARE super smart! Hehe You work so hard, and I know you will get an A on the math final!” Cheyenne encouraged. She then walked back over to her bed and sat down. She figured it would be a good time to take a break and just have some fun with Emily. She also remembered that Molly and Ann would be over soon, so it was good to stop and get ready for her two closest friends.
“Thank you! You are so nice! I will do my best to get that A and make you proud of me. Then we can all go home for the summer! I can’t wait! Hehe” Emily told her. She then had a brief conversation with Cheyenne, discussing their summer plans and what the next school year would be like. Just like Cheyenne, Emily was a freshman and really looked forward to attending this school again in the Fall.
Fifteen minutes passed and Cheyenne looked at her stopwatch. Molly and Ann were going to be there any minute and she looked for her moccasins. “Well Emily, I have some guests coming soon, so I should get ready. It was so good studying with you. I am telling you; we are BOTH going to get 100% on the final!” she said with a large smile.
Emily could only grin when she heard Cheyenne being so confident. She knew it was time for her to go, as she also had to get ready for the next day of school. She watched as she saw Cheyenne’s barefeet disappear inside the brown moccasins and she stood up. She walked over to Cheyenne who was also standing. “Thank you, Cheyenne. Thank you for being so helpful and so encouraging. You really got me to believe I will pass the final. You are amazing…..” she told her with a grateful smile.
“You are very welcome! We will study again for the final, to make sure we have everything covered. I hope you have a good night, Emily!” Cheyenne told her.
“Good night, Cheyenne!” Emily told her, then picked up her books. She then started to head towards the door, then looked at Cheyenne once more. “You are such a beautiful woman. You have great beauty on the outside, but also on the inside. Thank you…” she told her.
Cheyenne blushed as she heard the compliments. She felt very shy whenever someone complimented her, and she smiled. “Thank you, Emily. You are also very beautiful. Thank you for being my friend.” she replied.
Emily then went over to Cheyenne and hugged her, then gave her a small kiss on the right cheek. She felt nervous and even found herself desiring Cheyenne a little. “See you tomorrow….” she told her.
Cheyenne felt the kiss and smiled. That was the one thing she noticed during this school year. A lot of the students would compliment her and also touch her. She didn’t mind because she felt admired. She then looked over at her bed once again and sat down. She knew her friends would be over soon. She grabbed a piece of paper and a letter from her notebook. She wanted to at least get started on a letter she was writing back to one of the kids at the Mission with Father Robert. She figured it wouldn’t take long and got started. She started to write more and more, and then she thought she heard a loud noise. She turned her head towards her door and figured it was nothing. She went back to writing the letter when she heard the noise again. She got up from her bed and walked towards the door. She opened it up and heard a scream coming from down the hallway. It didn’t sound like a scream of terror. It sounded more like…… laughter. Cheyenne left her room and headed down the hallway, going towards the noise she heard. As she walked down the corridor, the laughter got louder. She finally made it to where a suite was, where residents of the Hall could congregate in a lounge like setting. She looked around and saw a group of girls surrounding something on the floor. She walked over to get a closer look and then her heart stopped! She finally realized what was going on. Those girls, all students that lived in this residence hall had another student on the floor and they were tickling her!
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! YOU GUYS HAVE TO STOP!!! HAHAHAHA I’M TOO TICKLISH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” the student roared.
Cheyenne stepped a little closer and saw how all the other girls were over that poor girl like a pack of coyotes devouring their prey. She could see their hands moving around, grabbing and stroking all over the girl’s body on the floor. The sound of laughter filled the hallway, and she was surprised this was happening.
“HAHAHA WE GOT YOU EMILY!!! TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!!! You are so ticklish!!” one of the tickling girls shouted.
“Yeah!!! Let’s get all of her tickle spots! Hahaha” another threatened.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU GUYS AHAHAHAHAHAHA ARE MEAN!!! HAHAHAHAHA SOMEBODY HAHAHAHAHAHA HELP ME!!!!” Emily laughed as she felt those hands tickling all over her upper body. They were tickling her sides, her ribs, her stomach and her armpits. The sensations were overwhelming her, and her legs were thrashing around.
Cheyenne started to giggle as she realized the victim was Emily. It seemed as though they were having fun with her, and she felt a chill throughout her body. She knew how ticklish she was and very grateful she was not on the floor at the moment with about 5 girls tickling her without mercy, like they were doing to poor Emily. “Hehehe are you guys tickling poor Emily?” she asked.
One of the girls heard Cheyenne’s voice and turned her head. She could see Cheyenne standing there, smiling and looking at their group. “Yeah, we are! She is SO ticklish! Hehehe” the girl responded then turned her head back to Emily on the ground.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but giggle a little. It didn’t seem like they were being vicious in their tickling, like she had experienced a few times in her own life. It seemed like a playful time as everyone was laughing and smiling. She did like the sound of Emily’s laughter. It was a sweet sound, and she could see her legs writhing around. Emily was in her socks, and Cheyenne wondered if her poor feet would be tickled. That only made her curl her toes in her moccasins because she knew her feet were deathly ticklish. She then got a little closer and now she could see Emily’s face. Her face was red, her eyes were closed, and her mouth was wide open with that sweet laughter coming out. She could practically see all of her teeth and that made her laugh. It also gave her chills. Being tickled could be overwhelming as she knew from personal experience. She wondered why they were tickling Emily. It was only minutes ago that she was in her room, studying with her. Now she was on the floor and these 5 girls were really getting her good. “Why are you guys tickling her? Did she do something?” she asked.
That same girl turned her head and noticed how close Cheyenne was. She could see the inquisitive nature on her face and that made her smile. It appeared that Cheyenne was not going to stop them from tickling poor Emily. “Yeah, we are tickling her because she studies too hard! This is our way of relieving her stress! Isn’t her laughter beautiful?” the girl asked.
Cheyenne giggled after hearing their explanation. She did recognize that some of the women were friends of Emily and she thought it was nice they were doing things to make her feel better. She knew how stressed Emily was and thought it was funny they were tickling her. It reminded her of her best friend back at the Elu tribe, Aleshanee. She would always try to tickle her, and she had to escape with her ticklish life a few times. She started to sympathize with Emily. She then heard another ticklish squeal as another woman had pressed her fingers deeper into the armpits. “Wow, she really is ticklish! She has been stressed. She is so worried about her math final, but she will do well. We were just studying together, and she is doing great.” she told them.
“Oh? You were studying with her? You work hard at your homework too! You are such a great student, Cheyenne! I bet you stress out a lot too.” the girl told her. She then started to look up and down Cheyenne’s frame. She thought Cheyenne was adorable as well and now a devious thought formed in her mind.
“A little. I mean, I put pressure on myself to get an A in everything, so yeah, I stress out when I get anything lower. Hehe” Cheyenne told her. She thought about the pressure she put on herself to do so well, and there were times it bothered her. She was grateful she had a school/life balance. Part of that balance would be arriving shortly, and she figured she should get ready to greet Molly and Ann.
The girl started to see Cheyenne turning around and an idea hit her head. She then told the others to stop tickling Emily for a moment. “Hey Cheyenne, wait!” she shouted.
Cheyenne turned back around and looked at the girl’s face. She could see her starting to stand up and figured they were done tormenting poor Emily. She noticed all of them stood up as well. Her eyes caught Emily flat on her back, breathing hard, but had the best smile on her face. “Yes? You needed something?” she asked.
The girl looked at the other students and winked at them, giving them a signal. She then looked at Cheyenne and made her way to her. Her own adrenaline started to flow faster as she thought about what was about to happen next. “You poor thing! You are stressed out too. Perhaps you should unwind a little…..” she said in a teasing manner.
Cheyenne heard that tone of voice and noticed all of the other girls were now approaching her. A shiver went up her spine as she was starting to realize that she might be their next victim! Her eyes opened wide, and she figured she better get out of there fast! “Um, I will. I will go see my friends. You guys have a good night…” she told them then started to walk away.
“Oh no you don’t!” the girl shouted. She then lunged forward and managed to grab Cheyenne by her waist. She felt Cheyenne trying to move faster and needed assistance. “GET HER!!!” she yelled.
Cheyenne felt hands on her waist and knew if she did not get away fast, she was going to suffer the same fate as poor Emily. Then she heard those words and a ticklish panic fell over her. She then felt a bunch of hands grabbing on her and her arms were held, and someone was at her legs. She then felt herself being dragged backwards and her arms reached forward to try to grab at anything to prevent being pulled backwards. “Hey!! Hehehehe you guys, don’t!!!!” she giggled.
The girls managed to pull Cheyenne back and soon they swarmed all over her. Since Cheyenne was a lightweight, it wasn’t too much of a struggle to get her onto the floor and surround her. The main girl could see that look of ticklish panic in Cheyenne’s eyes and she felt a warm glow in her body. The thought of tickling this very cute girl excited her. She hoped no one else noticed how hard her nipples got at the moment. “Ok ladies, on a count of 3!!! One………two…….THREE!!! TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!!” she shouted.
Cheyenne was in a panic when she felt herself get pulled to the floor and was quickly surrounded by this pack of women. She could see their smiling faces and that made her smile as well. One of them sat on her legs and the remaining four surrounded her upper body. She could see them laughing and smiling down at her and their hands were in the air. Then she heard that countdown and her breath left her body. “NO!!!! DON’T!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded into laughter.
The girl heard that hysterical laughter and she loved it. She never knew Cheyenne was so ticklish as her reaction was immediate. She could feel Cheyenne trying to thrash around and she loved it. She had her hands on the left ribcage and because Cheyenne was so skinny, she could feel those bones. That gave her a good grip and could really drill into her. She loved the way Cheyenne’s face looked as her laughter came out. She saw her other friends tickling the right ribcage, the stomach area, even the neck area. One girl even managed to get her hands into the armpits. It was a sweet moment as they started to work over poor Cheyenne.
Cheyenne felt those hands all over her body and she lost it. Usually when she was tickled, it was one spot at a time. This time, all of her spots on her upper body were being tickled at the same time. She was always hypersensitive to tickling and now these girls were really getting to her. She did her best to thrash around, but with the girl on her legs and the others digging in all over her body, she felt helpless. The hands in her armpits were the worst as the ticklish energy ripped through her body. It had been quite some time since she was tickled so much. The last time was during her spring break when she visited back home at the Elu tribe. Aleshanee managed to tickle her for a little while, but she managed to escape the full tickle attack she could have received. There were a few ticklish pokes here and there during the rest of the school year, but those were playful and quick. This time, it was prolonged. She shut her eyes as she felt the fingers also digging into her ribcage. That was a weak spot for her, and she giggled with power in her voice. Cheyenne also scrunched her neck, because another girl was using her fingers to tickle that very delicate area. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA COME ON!!! HAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” she screamed.
Emily finally managed to sit up after being tickled so viciously by her friends and now she heard that laughter coming from Cheyenne. She giggled to herself because she found it fitting that her classmate was now undergoing the same ticklish fate that she endured. She also found it delightful that Cheyenne was super ticklish. She then got on her knees and stood up. Now she had a good look at what was happening, and she laughed. She could see all of those girls surrounding poor Cheyenne like vultures, their hands moving around so quickly and those ticklish screams filling the hallway area. She thought about how she must have looked just moments ago. Emily wanted to get a little closer so she could look at Cheyenne’s beautiful face, but figured she should stay back. Otherwise, they may want to get her again. For the moment, she was just going to enjoy listening to poor Cheyenne laugh herself silly.
“Keep getting her girls! Let’s make sure she is stress free! TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!” the lead girl instructed. She started to lobster claw that left ribcage and felt Cheyenne’s body recoiling from that action. She found Cheyenne’s face and her laughter so sweet. She always seen Cheyenne around and they were casual acquaintances, and now she felt excited she was doing this. Her own nipples were stiff, and she wondered what Cheyenne would look like naked. She shook her head to get herself out of those thoughts. She didn’t want to let anyone know her lesbian fantasies and if she wasn’t too careful with this tickle torture, she might forget and try to kiss Cheyenne. She loved the way her lips looked, and she got excited. Touching her body was exciting and she wondered what Cheyenne’s breasts looked like. “I got to stop thinking about her like that…hehehe” she thought to herself as she did another lobster claw squeeze on the ribs.
Cheyenne felt those fingers groping and clawing her body and now she was entering that tickle bliss feeling. Where the body surrenders itself to the sensations. She had experienced it many times before, and she was grateful this was just a playful tickling as she could tell they weren’t trying to truly torture her. She was also grateful that she was wearing one of her dresses, so they could not get to her bare skin on her upperbody, unless they wanted to strip her of her clothes. She felt her head shaking as her ears were even being tickled. She desperately tried to kick her legs, but someone was sitting on her thighs, which prevent her from really thrashing those legs. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!! MERCY!!!!!!” she screamed as the tickling on her stomach continued.
The girl sitting on her legs could feel them shaking beneath her and she smiled. She was the one who had to hold Cheyenne down, so she wasn’t actively tickling her. She then looked at those moccasins and an idea came to her mind. When they were tickling poor Emily, they never got to her feet. She knew that feet would be horrific ticklish spots and now she got excited. She figured she would tell the rest of the group that it was time to get to Cheyenne’s feet. She wanted to know just how ticklish they were. If the upper body was that ticklish, she could only imagine how bad the feet would be. “Hey guys!! Why don’t we find out how ticklish her feet are?! Hehe” she suggested.
Emily heard those words and felt a thrill flow through her body. She was very grateful these ladies did not go after her own feet. If they did, she surely would have lost her mind. It was Cheyenne interrupting them that made them focus on not torturing her further. The thought of poor Cheyenne’s feet getting tickled sounded amazing. She had seen those small feet earlier in the room and now she was going to find out if they were highly ticklish. She felt herself licking her lips in anticipation.
Cheyenne heard that threat towards her feet and she went into an immediate panic. Her entire body was very ticklish, but her feet were a whole another level. She started to desperately writhe around, doing anything she could to prevent them from getting to her feet. Even though they were still tickling all over her body, she was desperate for them to avoid having her feet tickled. “HAHAHAHA NO DON’T!!! HAHAHAHAHA COME ON!!! HAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!! HAHAHAHA GET AWAY HAHAHAHAH FROM MY FEET!!!” she screamed.
“Haha hear that girls? Sounds like Cheyenne here may be a bit ticklish on her feet. Hehehe let’s get them!” the main girl said.
Cheyenne felt all those hands stop tickling her body and before she could even take a breath, she felt her body being turned over onto her stomach. Before she could say anything, she felt both her legs bending at the knee, forcing the soles of her moccasins to face the ceiling. Then she felt hands grabbing her ankles and she could not move. She even felt one young lady sitting on her back and she could see the girl’s barefeet close to her head. She was trapped and now she felt hands on her moccasins. They were going to expose her feet! “Hehehehe you guys are mean!! Don’t take my shoes off! Please!! I beg you! Hehehe” she begged.
The main girl put her hand on the heel of the left moccasin and started to tug at the shoe. She managed to slip it off Cheyenne’s heel, and she could see that tanned skin and thought it was adorable. It was that time to have some fun with some feet!
“What is going on here???” a voice called out.
The lead girl stopped tugging at the moccasin and looked towards where the voice came from. Her eyes grew big as she saw the Residence Hall director. She was standing there with her hands on her hips and shaking her head. “Um, nothing Miss Clark.” she responded.
“It sure looks like you are doing something. Girls, why do you have someone on the floor and holding her down?” Miss Clark asked.
“Help me!!! Help me!!! hehehehe they are trying to tickle me!!” Cheyenne shouted and giggled. She heard Miss Clark’s voice and hoped she would rescue her from what was sure to be pure ticklish torture for her and her feet.
“Are you young ladies trying to tickle that poor girl?” Miss Clark asked. She could see the silly grins on their faces and also noticed Emily having a smile.
“Well….I guess you can say that…” the main girl said with a goofy smile.
“I thought I heard loud, hysterical laughter. You guys are waking up the entire campus! Hehe” Miss Clark giggled. She had heard the roar of hysterical laughter and had to go investigate. It was getting late, and students would be winding down for the evening.
“Um, sorry! We were just trying to have a little fun. You know, with Finals coming up, we needed to, you know, relieve some stress. Hehehe” the main girl responded.
“Well, I think by those silly smiles you each have, your stress was relieved. Can you let your poor victim go now? Come on, fun time is over.” Miss Clark told them. She then watched as the girls let go of their victim and they each stood up. They kept giggling and laughing and being silly. She did love seeing all these girls having fun, but they got too loud, and she had to maintain some quiet within the residence Hall.
“Ok, ok. I guess you can say we had some fun. Let’s go girls. I guess we have to go do something boring now. Hehehe” the main girl giggled as she led the others away from the area.
Cheyenne felt a huge sense of relief that she was no longer trapped on the floor and being tickled. She knew she was dangerously close to having her feet tickled and that would have definitely broken her. She slowly stood up and dusted off her Native style dress. She noticed that Emily was still standing there, as was Miss Clark. “Thank you…whew! They got me pretty good. Hehe” she giggled.
Emily went over to Cheyenne and helped dust her dress off. She then saw how flush Cheyenne’s face looked and empathized with her because she was just in that same position. “Wow, they got us good! Hehehe I didn’t know you were so ticklish!” she said.
“Yeah, I am REALLY ticklish. Hehehe They were getting me pretty good.” Cheyenne responded. She then looked over at Miss Clark and breathed a sigh of relief. She also liked speaking with Miss Clark. She was a 39 year old woman with long brown hair that was usually up in a bun. She wore glasses and had very conservative clothing on. She wore a long-sleeved brown shirt with a long black skirt that covered her brown leather boots. She was not a nun like most of the staff at the school, but she was very conservative. They had some great talks during the school year and found her to be such a nice woman. “You saved me! hehehe thank you!” she told her.
Miss Clark looked at Cheyenne and smiled. She didn’t know it was Cheyenne on the floor getting tickled, but now that she knew, she was happy she got those girls to stop. She did find that laughter very beautiful, but she had to maintain order within the residence Hall. She adored Cheyenne and found her to be very intelligent, very beautiful and such a loving human being. She was definitely going to miss her over the summer. She approached both Cheyenne and Emily and smiled. “I hope both of you are ok. Emily, they tickled you too?” she asked.
“Yes! They got me good! Cheyenne interrupted them and they pounced on her instead. It was like she sacrificed herself to save me. Thank you, friend! Hehehe” Emily responded, then gave Cheyenne a kiss on the cheek.
Cheyenne blushed when she got that kiss as she didn’t feel like she deserved it. It wasn’t as though she volunteered to take Emily’s place and get tickled, but she did get them to stop tormenting her. “Hehehe you’re welcome. I didn’t think I would get tickled tonight, but at least Emily was rescued.” she said with a smile.
“Well, good! I saw them over you like vultures. Hehehe It looks like they were about to take your shoes off.” Miss Clark told her, then looked down at the brown moccasins.
“Yes! They were about to take off my shoes and tickle my feet! If they did that, I think I would have had the entire campus hearing me. hahaha” Cheyenne joked.
“You have very ticklish feet, huh?” Miss Clark asked. For some reason, the thought of Cheyenne’s ticklish feet got her a little excited. She didn’t know why but the thought of tickling Cheyenne seemed like such a great idea. To hear that cute laughter as her fingers tickled her all over her body and especially those feet. She stared at the moccasins and wondered what Cheyenne’s bare feet looked like. She wondered if they were soft or not. She felt her pulse quickening with those thoughts and had to snap out of it. She didn’t want to tempt herself and tickle poor Cheyenne.
Cheyenne blushed again as she heard that question. Whenever she discussed her ticklishness, it made her feel vulnerable and her body more sensitive. She looked at Miss Clark’s smiling face and she smiled. “Yes, they are REALLY REALLY ticklish! So, thank you for saving me!” she told her.
“Haha you are welcome! Well ladies, enjoy the rest of your evening and try to stay out of tickle trouble. Protect those feet. Hahaha” Miss Clark joked then turned away. She wanted to get back to her room and daydream about tickling those feet one day. She figured she would do it playfully, just to see how ticklish Cheyenne was. The way she described how sensitive the feet were, she wondered just how much.
“Well, have a goodnight, Cheyenne! What a way to end Sunday night. Hehehe we got tickled!” Emily told her, then turned away to head towards her own room. After hearing Cheyenne’s hysterical laughter, she wanted to go back to her room and fantasize about one day having her own ticklish way with Cheyenne.
“Good night!” Cheyenne told her and then headed back to her room. She took a deep breath and was happy she escaped further tickle torment. Now she could go back to her room and wait for her friends to arrive. Once she made it to her room, she sat back on her bed and resumed writing her letter to the child who wrote to her. She continued to write and then she heard a knock at her door. She put the letter down on the bed and got up off the bed. She walked over to the door, and she turned the knob and opened the door. She then smiled as she saw two very friendly faces. It was her friends, Molly and Ann! She felt a wave of excitement as they finally arrived. “Hello!! I am so glad you both made it over!” she told them and then motioned her hand to invite them into the room.
“Cheyenne! So glad to see you!” Molly said with excitement in her voice. She felt really happy to see her best friend and was always excited to see her. As the school year was coming to a close, Molly would often reflect on the entire year. This was her second year at this school, and it was the best school year ever. It started out a little frightening as she remembered what happened to her in her freshman year. She was bullied by Pam and Penelope and forced to do a research paper for Pam. She was very afraid that she might have to do that again and hoped to avoid that woman. Then on the first day of school, she went to have lunch all by herself like she usually did. She figured no one would talk to her, so she prepared herself to focus on her studies and do her best to enjoy herself. That was when she met Cheyenne. Cheyenne had sat down with her at that lunch table and talked to her like she was important. That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship for her. She never had a friend like that in her life, as she normally would be by herself. She had a few people that she interacted with growing up, but no one was considered a good friend. Molly absolutely adored the fact that she now had someone who genuinely cared about her. Even though there was another run-in with Pam, and she suffered a lot of humiliation, it was because of Cheyenne that her nightmare with Pam was over. After being completely humiliated and having her first sexual contact forced on her with Cheyenne by Pam, she was free of that bully. It was such a great feeling and she remembered how she expressed her gratitude to Cheyenne that day. It was such a beautiful moment and it made her realize that she was someone and she was someone who deserved to be happy.
The rest of the school year, she and Cheyenne got really close. She loved their conversations and interactions together. She even felt more confident around school and spoke to many different students in her class. She was still a bit shy, but she was coming out of the shell and noticed that the others started to like her too. She was no longer that quiet girl with the very thick eyeglasses that had no friends. She was viewed as a normal student, and very personable to interact with. Now that the school year was coming to a close, she wondered what her summer was going to be like. She knew she would go back home to see her father, but she wanted to see more of Cheyenne. During the next school year, she hoped to continue their friendship. Now she was visiting her friend and looked forward to a very enjoyable time.
“Cheyenne!! How are you doing? Were you done studying?” Ann asked her. She was very happy to be in Cheyenne’s presence once again. She loved their friendship and she even felt herself having a small, romantic crush on Cheyenne. She truly adored the young woman, and they would be forever linked. She was also going to be a sex slave in the trafficking ring ran by Priscilla and Gloria. She met Cheyenne there as they escaped but didn’t realize who she was until Cheyenne became a student at this school. She was also attacked and tormented by Pam, and with the help of Cheyenne, she got a small measure of revenge against Pam. That was a very eventful day. There were times throughout the school year that she reflected on what happened that day. She really focused on the kiss she gave Cheyenne that day. She really liked her and had times where she wanted to have some sexual contact with her. However, she never pressed the issue again because she was afraid that she would be rejected. Ann adored Cheyenne and valued their friendship. She did not want to risk anything. She did enjoy interacting with both Cheyenne and Molly and they were such a trio. They had a lot of fun this past year and it was sad that the year was ending. She knew over the summer; she would be traveling with her parents back to her ancestral country of China. She really hoped the summer would be quick, so she could see her beautiful friends once again.
“Yeah, I am done. Hehe I had Emily over to do some math work. I can’t believe finals are coming so soon! I think I will be ready, but I am so nervous.” Cheyenne responded. Even though she had such high marks in classes, she never took anything for granted and hoped to ace that final exam.
“You are so funny! Of course you will be ready for it. You work so hard, and I just know you will get an A!” Molly told her. She then made her way over to the desk and sat down in the chair. She saw Cheyenne sitting on her bed and now Ann sat next to her. She looked at Cheyenne’s face and saw that it was shining a little. “Hey, are you hot or something? Your face is shining. Haha” she asked.
Cheyenne smiled as she heard that question. She lifted her right arm and wiped her forehead, then looked at her forearm and saw the sweat. She remembered what happened to her and she smiled. “Yeah, I am hot, actually. While I waited for you guys, I got attacked! hehehe” she giggled.
“What?? You got attacked?? By whom?” Ann asked. She could see that Cheyenne was a little sweaty and now she was concerned.
“By some of the girls in this residence Hall. After Emily left my room, she got attacked by them. Hehehe They were holding her down and tickling her like crazy! I went to go look and I guess they decided I needed to be tickled too!” Cheyenne explained.
“What? Haha Are you serious? You got tickled?” Molly asked. At first, she was concerned about Cheyenne getting attacked, but she could hear the laughter in her voice, so she figured it was not a brutal attack, but something playful.
“Yes! They tackled me to the floor and then got on top of me and tickled me! Oh man, they were so brutal with it! hehehe I barely made it out with my life!” Cheyenne told them. She thought about what happened and could feel her body becoming sensitive again.
“You poor thing! Wow, so they pounced on you and tickled you? Where did they tickle you?” Ann asked. She was interested in this story since it sounded like a fun time.
“They got me all over my upper body. They tickled my tummy and my ribs! My neck and my poor armpits. I was laughing uncontrollably! Hehe” Cheyenne recounted and shivered from the thought.
Ann loved hearing about Cheyenne in a vulnerable state and pictured what it must have looked like. Her eyes then went down towards Cheyenne’s feet and wondered if they were tickled too. “Hey, did they tickle your feet as well?” she asked.
“Thank goodness, NO! hahaha I mean, that would have been bad if they did!” Cheyenne told her. She remembered how close she was to losing her moccasins and having her feet tickled.
“Thank goodness! I know your feet are really bad! Haha How did you escape?” Molly asked. She was grateful that she was not part of that tickle attack.
“Oh, Miss Clark came into the hallway and got them to stop. I mean, if she was a minute late, I would have gotten my feet tickled because that was their next target!” Cheyenne told them. She could see how fascinated her friends were with this story and it made her smile. “Like I told you, I barely got out of there with my life!” she added.
“Hahaha that is so funny! Well good thing Miss Clark rescued you. You would still be laughing yourself silly right now if it wasn’t for her.” Ann told her. She then thought about something that happened the previous school year. Like Molly, this was her second year at the school and during her freshman year, she remembered the events at the end of that school year. “Oh!! Which reminds me, we all need to be careful right now. There seems to be a tradition at this school, especially towards the end of the school year.” she warned.
“What tradition? What happens this time of year?” Cheyenne asked. Judging by Ann’s tone of voice, she wondered what happened.
“Well…..I remember last year and was told that there is a tradition at this school that goes back years! It seems like there is a gang of girls around campus that would capture unsuspecting students and……” Ann said and then paused for dramatic effect. She wanted to make it seem like a very scary thing.
“And what? Tell me! Don’t leave me in suspense!” Cheyenne said with a smile. She was curious about what this tradition was.
“…..they would……..tickle them! Hahahahahahaha!!!” Ann said to her with an evil laugh. She looked at Cheyenne and saw the look of surprise on her face.
“You’re so silly! You had me going there for a moment.” Cheyenne responded. She loved the way Ann set her up to scare her and shook her head.
“Well, she is actually telling the truth. That is a tradition here….” Molly interjected. She loved the way Ann was setting up the story and saw Cheyenne’s reaction.
Cheyenne looked at Molly and now she was curious. She was surprised that the story may have been true. “Really? There is a group of girls going around, capturing other girls and tickling them? That sounds….scary.” she said, her voice lowering thinking about that idea.
“Yeah, it is scary. They don’t do it viciously, but they do go around tickling girls like crazy. Sometimes even removing their clothes. There were about 5 victims last year. I heard the year before, there were 3 girls. It seems like this happens every year. I was told it was a way of getting students to focus on studying and also relieving stress. No one knows who the gang is, but we are all nervous.” Ann explained. She remembered hearing about that tradition and was very grateful she wasn’t a victim. What was frightening for her was that even though she was not attacked during her freshman year, she did end up getting tickled viciously when she was trapped in that cavern in Santa Selena. That wasn’t about fun, it was meant to break her will, so she would become a very obedient sex slave.
Cheyenne’s jaw dropped to the floor when hearing that description. She found it unbelievable that a gang of women tickling the others was taking place. After all of her experiences during Santa Selena and even the beginning of this school year, she hoped she would never have to worry about torturous tickling experiences ever again. She looked over at Ann and then Molly. “Wow, that is scary! I guess we have to be really careful around here this time of year.” she said in a nervous tone.
“Yes, we do! I forgot all about that tradition. I stayed inside my dorm room a lot last year at this time, so I knew I was going to be safe. But I did hear about the tradition, and it made me think of what Pam did to me. I don’t think it would be the same, but still, it is scary.” Molly added. She remembered being told of the tradition last year and kept herself in her room to avoid any potential kidnappings and tickle torture.
“So, let’s be careful….” Ann reminded the group. She then looked over at her two friends and smiled. She wanted to lighten the mood again since they were all going to just hang out for a while. “So, what are we going to do tonight?” she asked.
Cheyenne snapped out of her trance, thinking about that story. She hoped she never got to experience that tradition and figured she better keep herself vigilant the last few weeks. She then started to converse with both Molly and Ann, and they enjoyed the rest of the evening. Their talk was very animated, and they shared a lot of laughter. It felt good being with them and she thought about the upcoming summer. She was definitely going to miss the two of them, even though she would be going back home and being with her people. They were such a great trio of friends and looked forward to spending as much time as possible with them before the year ended.
TWO DAYS LATER
Cheyenne was sitting at a table in the library with her books spread out all over it. Being in the library was one of her favorite things to do. She loved studying in her room, but she also loved being in the library as it was filled with such great books. Not only for academics, but for pleasure reading as well. She was trying to complete an essay for her English class and came to the library to find the necessary reference books. She had a pencil between her teeth as she flipped through the pages of a book, eagerly trying to find a reference she would use. Her eyes remained focused on those pages and then her eyes caught something she needed, and she let the pencil drop out of her mouth and onto the table, making a small noise. “Found it!” she said in a hushed tone.
“What did you find?” Molly asked as she could see the delight on her friend’s face. She also loved coming to the library to be amongst all the books and literature. It was always refreshing to be friends with someone so fascinated with learning new things. She was doing her own research for her chemistry class and needed that look of joy on Cheyenne’s face as a welcomed distraction.
“I found that reference I needed. This essay is harder than I thought. I am so glad I am almost done with it.” Cheyenne responded. She picked up the pencil from the table and started to write down a few notes.
“Hehehe you are so dedicated to that paper. Is it your greatest challenge?” Molly said in a teasing voice. She loved playing with Cheyenne, and they had many fun times teasing each other when it came to studies. “Or will the great essay vanquish the noble Cheyenne?” she said in an excited tone.
Cheyenne looked over at Molly and giggled. She loved the way her friend would tease her in these moments. It always broke the tension she had whenever she was stuck in the middle of a homework assignment. She then squinted her eyes and got into a serious look. “No!!! This paper will not beat me! I have explored the depths of its soul and I think I found a weakness! It appears the noble and very beautiful Cheyenne will defeat this essay once and for all! And the people cheered!” she teased back.
“Hehehe you are so silly! Let’s hope the noble and very beautiful Cheyenne will do a great job on her essay. Hehehe Now, one day, that same beautiful woman will have to join my world. The world of chemistry!” Molly responded.
“Um…..the noble and beautiful Cheyenne doesn’t know about that! Hehehehehe” Cheyenne said as she leaned back and put her hands up, acting like she was afraid of what Molly said. “I have seen your homework, and it might as well be something from another planet.” she joked.
“You would do great! You are so smart! I know you can handle it. Then maybe we can have a class together, or I would be more than happy to teach you! Chemistry is……fun!” Molly said with joy in her voice. She really loved the subject of chemistry, and even admired a few female chemists. She loved hearing about a chemist named Rachel Lloyd who was gaining some news as a great teacher of the subject. She loved her own chemistry teacher at the school. She wanted to perhaps be a chemist in her future, even though it was a male dominated field of study. Molly would dream of perhaps one day discovering some major breakthrough where it could help all of society. She would talk about her dreams with Cheyenne and loved how her best friend would be so fascinated and also very encouraging.
“Hehe that is your world. I might do it JUST so you can help me study, but I will have to wait and see.” Cheyenne told her. She absolutely adored Molly’s enthusiasm and really hoped her friend would become someone famous in that field of study. She wasn’t sure what her own future was going to be. She loved being at school and learning so many new things, but she also thought about her tribe. One day, she would be their leader, so she might not get a career in something she was studying while at school. It was a weird feeling because she was destined to be the new leader of the Elu tribe one day, but she also desired to do some kind of career in this English world. She then focused her eyes back on her paper. She wanted to finish the paper, so she and Molly could go get lunch.
“Ok, suit yourself. But you are missing out…..hehehehe” Molly giggled, then went back to her own homework.
Thirty minutes went by, and Cheyenne started to tap her pencil on one of the pages of a book, and realized she needed more books to get references. She looked up at Molly and could see how engrossed she looked in her subject matter. She grinned as she loved that, but she had to go get another book. She knew it would be on the first floor somewhere, as she and Molly were on the second floor of the library. “I will be right back; I have to go find a certain book. I hope you don’t miss me too much. Hehehe” she joked.
Molly looked up from her textbook and saw Cheyenne getting up from her chair. She heard her words and she smiled. She leaned back for a moment and put her hands onto her heart. “I am going to miss you so much. Please….please my love, don’t be long. My heart breaks whenever you are not with me.” she said in a loving voice, then batted her eyelashes behind her thick eyeglasses.
“Hehehehe you are so silly! I will be right back.” Cheyenne told her then walked away. She made her way to the stairs of the library and walked down. Her leather shoes were quietly touching the wooden stairs and she finally made it down to the first floor. She turned her head towards a certain section of the library and headed in that direction. She made it over to a row of shelved books and started to look for a particular book. She went down a row of books, and realized her book was on the other side. She made it to the other row of books and ran her fingers along the books. She then stopped and her eyes lit up! She had found the book she was seeking and pulled it from the shelf. She opened it up and flipped through the pages. She found what she was looking for inside the book and she smiled. Now she could go back to her table and continue to write her paper. As she started to walk, she nearly bumped into another student. “Oh, excuse me!” she said to the person.
“You’re ok. Oh….it’s you….” the person responded.
Cheyenne’s eyes popped wide open as she recognized the person standing before her. Her emotions started to go into a frenzy as she actively tried to avoid this person throughout the school year. If she did cross paths with her, she made it very brief and always wanted to go somewhere else. She could not forget what this person did to her early in the school year and still felt that feeling of betrayal. “Oh, excuse me Penelope…” she muttered, then tried to walk away.
“Cheyenne! Wait! Please…” Penelope told her. She felt her own emotions building as she wanted to speak to Cheyenne. She had been wanting to talk to her since the incident in the first part of the school year. Even though she would cross paths with Cheyenne from time to time, she knew the young woman was trying to avoid her. Cheyenne wasn’t mean to her, or rude, but she could tell she did not want to speak with her.
Cheyenne knew she could have kept walking away, but she didn’t like ignoring people. She stopped in her tracks and contemplated running out of there as fast as she could, but she also had this curiosity in her mind. The tone of Penelope’s voice didn’t sound upset, it sounded genuine with some kind of compassion in it. It made her wonder what she wanted with her. She remembered how she had helped Penelope with her math homework, and even thought she was forming a bond with her. It was such a nice interaction and found Penelope to be an alright person. She was not like her friend Pam. Cheyenne remembered when Penelope apologized to her after her moment with Pam, but she just could not bring herself to associate with Penelope afterwards. She took a deep breath and then turned around. She looked at Penelope’s face and could see some emotion in it. She told herself she could at least hear what she had to say, then leave and go back to her friend Molly. “What is it? What do you want?” she asked.
Penelope felt her pulse racing and her breathing became a little shallower. This was her chance to speak to Cheyenne. She felt nervous because this might be her last chance to speak to Cheyenne for the rest of the school year. “I…I just wanted to talk to you.” she told her in a nervous voice.
Cheyenne felt herself trembling a little. Even though she could tell Penelope looked nervous, she was still cautious. It could have been an elaborate plot to get her and perhaps get revenge for Pam. She looked at Penelope and saw the emotions in the girl’s eyes. Penelope was a bigger person than her in stature, standing 5’7” tall, with an athletic body. She could see the dirty blond hair that was tied back into a ponytail and being honest with herself, she was very cute. But right now, she wanted to get out of the moment and go back to Molly. “Why do you want to talk to me? I know we spoke briefly a long time ago, but I….I don’t really want to talk to you.” she responded.
Penelope felt the angst in her heart hearing those words from Cheyenne. She knew she hurt Cheyenne those months ago, and she really wanted to make things right. She always felt terrible for what she did, and she wanted to work things out with the young Native American woman. “Just give me a chance. I….I want to apologize…” she started to say.
“You already did. I accepted your apology, so please Penelope, just let me be.” Cheyenne told her, then turned around again. She felt herself getting emotional as the moment was becoming too intense for her.
“Cheyenne! Please….I really want to apologize to you. I didn’t mean to do those things.” Penelope cried out to her. She really wanted to make peace with Cheyenne.
Cheyenne turned around and looked at Penelope’s face. She could see she was emotional, but that feeling of betrayal really got to her. She thought about what happened to not only her, but to poor Molly. Her emotions started to build and realized she was about to have this confrontation. “You didn’t mean to do those things? You really hurt me, Penelope. I thought you were actually really nice. Even though you and Pam jumped on me in the beginning, I thought you were nice when we studied together. I was starting to like you!” she yelled out, her emotions really starting to come out.
Penelope felt her heart sink as she heard those words. She could hear the emotion in Cheyenne’s voice, and she could feel the pain. She knew Cheyenne was right. She knew how she and Pam both attacked Cheyenne between some bungalows and tickled her silly, until they were interrupted by Ann. She knew how even after that; Cheyenne was willing to help her study for math because she was failing the class. That moment was a wonderful time. She felt more confident in her math class and did end up with a B on her test at the time. She felt Cheyenne was so nice, so kind, and she did like her. But the influence of Pam was too great, and she had to follow her. Now, because of her following Pam’s wishes, this bright young lady was very upset with her. “I-I am nice. I know you find it hard to believe, but honestly, I do like you. I think you are the nicest person I have ever met. I am really sorry for what happened. I really am!” she responded.
Cheyenne was now starting to not only feel hurt, but anger as well. She thought back to that moment when she and Molly had been captured and taken into that empty classroom. She never forgot the moment she realized that Penelope was participating in the tickle torture of herself and Molly. It broke her heart that even though she helped this person through their own personal problems, that same person still put her and her best friend at school in total torment and humiliation. Her eyes started to water, and now she was going to have this confrontation. “You like me?! THEN WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO ME???!!! I know I was laughing, but inside, my heart was broken! Not just for me, but for what you did to Molly!!! You completely humiliated her!!! You KNOW she is so shy and quiet, and you stripped her naked! You tickled her without any kindness and then you….you know what you did to us….” she said, her voice rising at times.
Penelope felt her head drop as she remembered that moment. She and Pam had kidnapped Molly and forced her into an empty classroom. From there, they tickled her all over, trying to force Molly to do Pam’s research paper once again. The sound of that tortured laughter filled the classroom and, in that moment, Penelope did enjoy herself. Then, Cheyenne showed up looking for her friend and as she tickled Molly, Pam had attacked Cheyenne and tickled her ruthlessly. Then, both women were stripped naked. She stripped Molly naked, and Pam stripped Cheyenne. She felt horrible seeing Cheyenne getting humiliated, but she was wrapped up in the moment. Then, under Pam’s direction, they managed to take the two naked young women and forced them to scissor with each other and their most private areas were touching. Pam then directed her to tickle Cheyenne’s extended feet, while she tickled Molly’s. Both women were writhing in ticklish agony, and because of their position, their vaginas were grinding against one another. This eventually forced both women to have orgasms. It was such a highly erotic moment, but there was something else. It was the look Cheyenne gave her when she tickled her and the sounds of Molly’s broken-hearted tears and cries that stayed within her own soul. It was a feeling she carried with her the rest of the school year. She would see both Molly and Cheyenne sometimes and felt guilty over what happened. Penelope never told Pam how she felt, but deep inside she wanted forgiveness. “Yeah…I remember.” she mumbled.
“That was such a horrible moment for both of us….” Cheyenne said in a hushed tone. Her mind was now having those very vivid memories of that moment. She felt all her emotions about to pour out and she was fighting back tears. “You hurt me Penelope, you really hurt me, and you really hurt Molly.” she continued.
Penelope could see the emotion in Cheyenne’s eyes, and it looked like she wanted to cry. She also felt the urge to cry, and she felt her emotions really starting to break. “I know I did. I live with that memory every day. I can’t get the sound of Molly crying out of my head. There are times when I am in my bed, and I can hear her cries. I am so sorry, I really am.” she said to her with her voice breaking.
Cheyenne could hear the emotion in Penelope’s voice and could tell there was genuine sorrow in it. She never expected to have this kind of conversation this day, but now that she was, she was going to go all the way. “You made us have sexual contact with each other. Do you know how humiliating that is for someone like me? Do you know how really humiliating it was for Molly? You know she is shy, and you made her have sexual contact with me! Her heart was broken that night. She is such a beautiful person. She is kind, she is smart, and she has the biggest heart. She is very beautiful! So why? If you feel bad for what you did, why did you do it in the first place?” she asked.
Penelope heard that question and her heart skipped a beat. That was a question she constantly asked herself over the school year. She wanted to answer that question truthfully and really hoped she could get Cheyenne to understand. “It…it is hard to explain. I know this won’t be easy for you to hear, but please just try to understand. I have asked myself that very same question since that day….” she answered.
Cheyenne could hear that emotion and now she wondered what was the reason that Penelope betrayed her and humiliated Molly. She wondered if she would hear some flimsy excuse. She looked at Penelope in her eyes and saw the pain. “Go on…..tell me.” she responded.
“This is hard to explain. You see, Pam is my only friend here on this campus. When I met her last year, we just got along. I wanted to be around her. She comes from a rich family, and she will be the type of person that will live a life of luxury. I know she can be mean to others. She is such a powerful influence. She can get people to feel things her way. I kind of felt obligated to go along with whatever she wanted to do. There are people out there where they can just get people to be like that. I hope this makes a little sense to you.” Penelope told her. She hoped that Cheyenne could understand the friendship dynamic she had with Pam. She knew Pam could be cruel to others, but it just seemed like it was the right thing to do. Pam would talk about how people are beneath her and she had to make sure they understood their place in front of her. That kind of attitude was addicting to Penelope. She liked it when others had fear of Pam and then her. Now she was trying to explain it to Cheyenne. She felt bad for that moment as she thought they had gone too far, but it was still the explanation.
Cheyenne heard that reasoning and even though she hated that reasoning, it made sense. After living with Priscilla for a year in Mexico, she watched as that woman demeaned and bossed other women around. She experienced it herself. Priscilla was always cruel to her, and she even got other workers to be mean to her as well. She did understand how some people had that certain type of control over others, even if what they were doing was wrong. She didn’t like that reasoning, but she did understand what Penelope was trying to explain. “Yeah, I think I know what you are saying. Believe me, I know people like Pam from my own life experiences…” she told her.
Penelope was surprised by Cheyenne’s response to her. She heard her words and thought that perhaps this might be the opening she needed to finally get forgiveness from Cheyenne. “So, I guess I got caught up in the scheme she laid out. I didn’t know she was going to do that to you and Molly. I thought we were just going to torment you both by tickling you, but she had that plan to strip the both of you. I….I know I shouldn’t have done it, but I guess I just went along with whatever she said.” she said in a soft voice.
Cheyenne heard the explanation and didn’t know how to feel. She understood the dynamic, but the fact she was still betrayed and her best friend at this school was utterly destroyed emotionally still bothered her. “Well, are you still friends with her?” she asked.
Penelope gulped when she heard that question. She grew afraid her response was not going to be well-received, but she wanted to be honest. “Yeah, I am still friends with her. I am not going to lie to you, Cheyenne.” she answered.
Cheyenne felt her emotions swirling again as she heard that answer. She started to feel like Penelope was truly sincere in her apologies, but the fact she was still friends with a person that was very much like Priscilla was too much. She wanted to yell at her, but she figured that wouldn’t accomplish anything. She wanted to leave this conversation as it was really tearing her apart emotionally. “Well, that is your choice. Penelope, I understand your explanation and I already accepted your apology. But that was still very mean what you did to us. Please, please just let us be. If Pam is still your friend, you know she will probably try to do something to us again. I can’t really trust you right now. You could be plotting with her to get some revenge or something. So, please. Let me walk away. I got studying to do. Please….leave myself and Molly alone. I hope you do well on your finals, but just leave us alone. Ok?” she told her.
Penelope heard Cheyenne’s words and it broke her heart. She did understand why Cheyenne felt the way she felt and knew she was right to feel that way. Her association with Pam was always going to be something that she had to live with and cost her any chance of being friends with Cheyenne. She figured it was probably a good time to stop bothering the young Native American woman and just try again later. “Ok…..I understand. I really hope you forgive me, Cheyenne. I feel horrible for what I did to you and to Molly. I hope one day I can be your friend. Thank you for wishing me well, and I know you will do well on your finals. Thank you…” she told her.
Cheyenne nodded her head and then turned around. She wanted to get away from this situation as fast as possible as it was an emotional confrontation. She started to have mixed emotions about everything. She absolutely hated Penelope for being a part of that terrible moment, but she also heard the sincerity in the voice of Penelope. She did understand that an influential person could have such control over others and make them do things they normally wouldn’t do. What helped her decide to not forgive her at the moment was that it was up to Molly. It was Molly that suffered the most. Her mind flashed back once again to that day and the sound of Molly’s cries truly smashed her heart. She felt her body temperature rising and her face felt flushed. She walked away from the area and headed back to her study area. As she got closer to that area, she saw Molly staring into her textbook and she really felt those emotions. She decided she wouldn’t tell Molly about her interaction because she did not want her friend to remember that moment. Molly had come such a long way from the night, and she didn’t want to ruin the mood. She made it back to the table, pulled out her chair and then sat down. She was hoping Molly would just study so she could get herself together.
Molly was looking into her book, then looked over to her paper where she wrote down some chemistry equations. She was hard at work and wasn’t paying close attention to her surroundings. She then sensed someone sitting at the table and knew it had to be Cheyenne returning from her search for more references. She looked up so she could smile at her friend. She saw her sitting there and then she noticed her face. She saw that Cheyenne did not have her usual smile or her happy demeanor. She could tell something was bothering her best friend as she seemed a little emotional. Concern washed over her, and she had to find out what could have possibly happened. “Hey, are you ok?” she asked.
Cheyenne tried her best to look at her books while she tried to compose herself again. She didn’t want Molly to be worried or be aware of her confrontation with Penelope. She heard Molly’s question, and she looked up. She saw Molly staring at her and she knew her body language was being read by Molly. She had to do her best to not make her worried. “Nothing. I am ok. I found my references, so I will go back to studying.” she said with a half-smile, doing everything she could to not give away what she was actually feeling.
“Cheyenne, what’s wrong? I can tell something happened to you.” Molly told her. She could see the wetness in Cheyenne’s eyes and could tell she was breathing harder. She had spent the last 9 months with her, so she knew when something was bothering her. She dropped her pencil onto her paper and folded her hands. She knew something major had happened and wanted to find out so she could help her. “Tell me. I can see it all over your face.” she requested.
Cheyenne could feel Molly’s concern and she adored her. She knew she would eventually have to tell her, but she still did not want to ruin Molly’s day. “It’s nothing. Let’s go back to studying. I am ok. Thank you for asking.” she replied in a soft voice and then looked at her book.
“No, something is wrong. Cheyenne, you can tell me. What happened? I am worried about you. You trust me, right?” Molly asked. Her concern continued to grow, and she really wanted to help her.
Cheyenne looked back up at Molly and saw the look on her face. She really loved her friend and appreciated her concern about her. She knew she would eventually tell her, so she decided to take the risk. She swallowed hard and then looked at that concerned face. “I saw someone just now, and I had a really tough talk.” she whispered.
Molly’s eyes went wide as she heard that answer. She really wanted to know what happened because Cheyenne was so friendly with everyone, she couldn’t think of anyone she would have a tough talk with. “Who did you see? Everyone loves you, Cheyenne. What kind of talk was it? Come on, tell me.” she asked.
Cheyenne shook her head softly and figured she might as well tell her what happened. There was no way Molly was going to stop asking her. “Ok, I will tell you. I saw Penelope. She saw me and wanted to talk to me.” she said in her soft voice.
Molly’s eyes grew very wide behind her thick eyeglasses as she heard that name. That name struck terror in her body as she definitely remembered who that was. Although Penelope was not as horrible of a person as her friend Pam, she was still part of the torment she went through with those ladies. She remembered how it was Penelope that held her down while Pam tickle tortured her. It was Penelope that stripped her naked and played with her private areas during that attack in the empty classroom. Even though she knew Penelope had apologized to Cheyenne after they got their revenge on Pam, she still had a lot of emotions towards her. She felt her heart sink as that part of the past came back. Molly successfully avoided Pam the rest of the school year, and also Penelope. Now, Penelope came back into their consciousness, and she grew worried. She wondered if they were coming back for revenge. “Oh no!!! She confronted you?!” she said in shock, then placed her hands over her mouth in fear.
Cheyenne saw Molly’s reaction and that was what she wanted to avoid. She knew talking about Penelope was going to open up some really terrible memories for her. She lowered her head and sighed. “Yes, she confronted me. She said she wanted to talk to me.” she murmured.
“What did she say??!! Did she try to hurt you? Did she say something mean to you?” Molly asked with concern in her voice. She wondered if Penelope threatened Cheyenne or said some very harsh things to her. She remembered Penelope would call her “troll” which always hurt her feelings. She hadn’t heard that insult in a very long time, and her own self confidence grew over the school year. But now, hearing that Penelope confronted Cheyenne, it brought back all those terrible memories.
Cheyenne lifted her head again and saw that fear in Molly’s eyes. She knew she had to give details because she didn’t want Molly to think the wrong things. She leaned forward and took Molly’s hands into hers. “No, she didn’t threaten me, or tell me anything mean. She said she wanted to apologize, and she wanted to be friends.” she answered.
Molly’s jaw hit the table as she heard that answer. She remembered when Cheyenne told her that Penelope apologized to her that moment after they got revenge on Pam, and now she was doing it again. She didn’t know what to think, and she could understand why Cheyenne was feeling the way she was. “She did? I don’t know what to say. What did you tell her?” she asked.
“I told her that I accepted her apology, but I can’t forgive her. I can’t trust her. It got emotional because we talked about….well, you remembered what happened to us in that classroom.” Cheyenne told her. She knew that topic was really going to bother Molly, so she held her hands a little tighter.
Molly’s eyes grew large when hearing about that moment in the classroom. It was the most humiliating moment in her entire life, and she hoped to never think about it again. She could feel Cheyenne’s hands gripping hers tighter and she felt her heart racing. She was curious about what the conversation was about that night, but also afraid to feel all those negative memories again. She looked at Cheyenne’s sad face and took a deep breath. “Yes, I remember. What did she say?” she asked in a quiet voice.
“She tried to tell me how bad she felt. She said that it wasn’t the plan to do that to us. She said it was Pam that created that plan to, you know, join us together in that way. She said she went along with it but felt really bad.” Cheyenne answered. She felt her nerves tingling as talking about that moment was always tough.
Molly started to think about that moment in vivid detail. She remembered how embarrassed and crushed she was to be stripped naked. Then she was joined together with Cheyenne’s naked body and their vaginas touched one another. She remembered getting her foot tickled at that moment and how she and Cheyenne started grinding against one another until they both had orgasms. It was such a surreal memory for her. It was a horrible moment because she was forced to have sexual contact with her best friend, but then she felt another type of feeling. That moment was her first sexual contact with another person in her entire life. She would think about that moment from time to time because it felt great for her. The way she felt Cheyenne’s wetness sliding and grinding against hers. Molly thought about how good she felt and because it was Cheyenne, her body let itself go in that moment. That orgasm felt amazing and even when she played with herself when she was alone in her room, nothing ever came close to that same intensity of an orgasm she had in that moment. The feeling was weird to her because she loved Cheyenne with all of her heart, but not in a romantic way. She would wonder if something like that would ever happen again. To feel that sheer pleasure with her best friend, but that would be weird and probably make Cheyenne hate her. It was why she never talked about it again since they discussed it in Cheyenne’s room right after they got revenge on Pam. She snapped out of her daze and saw Cheyenne looking at her. She could feel those soft hands touching hers and she knew how emotional this was for both of them. “I….I can’t believe she talked to you about that day. Does she really feel bad? Or do you think she and Pam are setting us up again so they can torture us again? What if they attack us? What if they strip us naked again and make us touch one another again like that night?” she asked in a rapid-fire style.
Cheyenne could hear that emotion in the voice, and she wanted to hug Molly. She was worried about the trauma that Molly may have, and she understood that. After her own humiliation in that cavern in Santa Selena, she knew the kind of mental and emotional toll it could have on an individual. She really hoped Molly would be ok after all of that. “That was my concern too. I don’t know if she is plotting something with Pam. I might be crazy, but I also wonder if she is telling the truth. When I think about that night, I remember how apologetic she was afterwards. Pam was gloating and being mean, but Penelope seemed to be a little different. I don’t know…maybe I am just imagining things. She is probably still evil, and I wonder if she and Pam went after anyone else.” she said softly.
Molly closed her eyes for a moment as she wanted to get control of her emotions. The thought of Penelope and Pam going after other students was a scary thought but also very plausible. She was very happy that she was no longer being attacked and ridiculed by that pair but would feel horrible if someone else suffered her fate. She opened her eyes again and felt sadness. “Well, I hope they haven’t. It was very cruel what they did to us, and I don’t wish that for anyone else. I am sorry Cheyenne….” she said.
“Sorry for what? You didn’t do anything wrong.” Cheyenne asked. She could see how emotional Molly was getting and she really wanted to just comfort her.
“I am sorry I ever got you involved in that ordeal. I still feel a little guilty. You are my best friend and I love you so much. I think about how we went through all of that, and you are someone who didn’t deserve any of that. I know we have been having a really great time since that moment, but I look at you now and can see how it still bothers you. I am so sorry.” Molly explained. She always had a feeling of guilt because even though they both had such a great rest of the school year, that trauma would always be in their collective memories. She felt bad for herself, but even worse for someone as wonderful as Cheyenne to experience it too, especially after what she learned about what happened in Santa Selena with both Cheyenne and Ann.
“Molly….” Cheyenne started to say. She always felt a great sadness whenever Molly would place the blame on herself over what happened. It might be something that she would always do, so she wanted to make sure she comforted and reassure her beautiful friend. “…..you never have to apologize. I am glad I am your friend. You are such a beautiful woman. You have the kindest heart. You are so much fun to be around. What they did, there are just people in the world who do those things. They may have done it to me even if we didn’t know each other. But I can tell you this and I mean this with my whole heart. You are the best thing to ever happen to me at this school. You made this first year in school better than I could ever imagine. I didn’t know if I would make friends or not. I could not have gotten a better woman to be my friend than you at this school. So, thank you. Thank you for being yourself and making me so happy. I love you too, Molly.” she said with her voice cracking with emotion.
Molly’s eyes began to water as she heard those words. It made her feel incredible to hear how she was such a positive thing in someone else’s life. That made her very happy, and she knew that what Cheyenne was saying was sincere and very real. She started to have a smile on her face because she knew she had made a friend for life. “Thank you. Thank you for saying that.” she said in an emotional voice.
“Now, let’s try to forget about Penelope. She said what she had to say and hopefully we will never talk to her again. Let’s be happy again. I wish I had better control of my emotions before coming back to this table. I didn’t want to make you sad. So, I apologize to you.” Cheyenne said to her.
“You never have to apologize. I agree with you. Let’s forget about her. We are both supposed to be happy. Should we finish our studies?” Molly asked. She felt good having that conversation with Cheyenne and probably needed to have that reassurance that she would be ok and that moment from the past would not overtake her mind and emotions.
“Yes, let’s finish our studies. Hehe then we can go meet with Ann and get some food. I am getting hungry.” Cheyenne responded with a smile. She took a deep breath and then went back to her books. She did find the references she needed and began to work on her essay. She was happy that they both managed to survive that interaction with Penelope, and she also got to say some very nice things to Molly. She always thought it would be good to express how much they adored one another, which would only make their friendship stronger. She did hope that she never had to deal with Penelope or even Pam ever again. They were so close to the end of the year, and they wouldn’t have to worry about running into either woman again. Now, she could move forward and finish this school year on a strong note and then prepare for the summer.
TWO HOURS LATER
Cheyenne was sitting at a lunch table in the school cafeteria eating her sandwich. She looked across the table and saw Molly eating her lunch. She felt very hungry as she did not get breakfast this morning. She was happy she finished gathering her references for her essay, but still felt some of the emotions of what transpired in the library a few hours ago. She and Molly were in better spirits, and she hoped that she would never hear from Pam or Penelope ever again. She took another bite of her sandwich and then her eyes caught something, and she smiled. She saw Ann approaching and now their trio was going to be complete. She swallowed her food and watched as Ann sat down next to Molly. “Hi Ann!” she said with a smile.
“Hi Cheyenne! Hi Molly!” Ann said with a smile as she prepared to eat her lunch. She loved being around these two friends and they always tried to have at least one meal together every day. She looked over at Molly and smiled.
Molly felt Ann sit next to her and she looked over. She finished swallowing her own food and smiled at her other friend. This was another moment that Molly treasured. When she began this school year, she had no friends to be with. During her freshman year, she would always eat alone. Now, all her meals were mostly with Cheyenne, and sometimes it was just her and Ann. She loved having friends and now it was time for another moment of enjoyment. “Hi Ann! Just got out of class?” she asked.
“Yes, finally. I can’t believe the school year is almost over! We have the rest of this week, then next week. Then……Finals week! It goes so fast!” Ann told the group.
“It did go really fast. This has been a really great experience for me. I like school. This is fun!” Cheyenne told them. She was excited as she reflected on her first year at the school.
“This is the best school year in my entire life! I got to meet two amazing friends. Thank you both for making my school year wonderful…” Molly told them. She was really happy right now as she knew the year was about to end.
“Awww…. Thank you for making my first year so beautiful. You know we all have to be together again next school year, right?” Cheyenne asked.
“Of course!!! You are not getting away from us! Hehe” Ann responded. She looked at Cheyenne’s beautiful face and couldn’t wait to see her again during the next school year as well.
“Hehehe good! Next year will be even better! Are you ready for your finals?” Cheyenne asked Ann.
“For the most part. My math class will be the most challenging, but I should be ok. I am worried about my friend in that class though. She is struggling right now and barely holding onto a C for a grade. She is SO stressed right now. Poor thing…” Ann responded. She then looked at Cheyenne’s face and remembered something. Cheyenne was great at math and was helping other students with the math classes all year long. “Hey, do you think you could help my friend too? Just for our last homework assignment. Maybe you can get her to feel better.” she asked.
“Help your friend? What about you? Do you want to help her?” Cheyenne responded. She loved the fact that many girls wanted her help with math, but she also didn’t want to overwhelm herself as well. She and Ann had different math classes, so she was not familiar with where the teacher was.
“I can help her, but I am only getting a B. I am not as smart as you. Hehehe Can you help her? It will be just for the homework assignment.” Ann asked again. She knew how smart Cheyenne was and loved how she helped so many others.
Cheyenne saw that beautiful smile on Ann’s face and that made her smile as well. “Sure, I can help her. How can I resist that smile? Hehe” she responded.
“THANK YOU!!! You are amazing, Cheyenne. I mean, you are the nicest, kindest, most beautiful and most intelligent woman ever!” Ann said and she was happy that Cheyenne could help.
“Hey!! I thought you called me the most intelligent woman ever??? Hehehe” Molly said jokingly.
“But of course! Hehehe I mean, I should have said, one of the two smartest women ever! Better?” Ann smiled back at Molly.
“I feel better now. Thank you!” Molly beamed. She then started laughing as she thought about how silly she was.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but laugh seeing her two friends joking with one another. She shook her head slightly and then looked back at Ann. “You two are so funny. When do you want me to help her?” she asked.
“Is tonight, ok? That way we can do the homework quickly. Thank you so much Cheyenne!” Ann told her.
“You are welcome. You can come to my room tonight. What is her name?” Cheyenne asked.
“Her name is Daisy Betancourt. She is so nice! She is really tall too! Hehehe she is like 6 feet tall! Very nice and sweet too. I will come with her as well. That way your genius can rub off on me too. Hehe” Ann responded.
“Hehe ok. This should be fun! I like helping people with math. I just need help in my science class, so will you be…..” Cheyenne started to say.
“Nope! That belongs to the science guru Molly. Hahahaha I am not good in science at all!” Ann responded.
“Science guru at your service!” Molly said in a deep voice and winked at Cheyenne.
“hehehehehe you two are so funny! Then if I am a math genius, and Molly is a science guru, then what do you bring to the table hmmmmmmmmm?” Cheyenne said with a smile and stared right at Ann.
“Who me? I bring the looks and charm to the group. I am the beautiful one!” Ann told them, then played with her hair and looked at the ceiling, trying to look as beautiful as possible.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Molly and Cheyenne both laughed as they looked at Ann posing like a model.
“Hehehehehe what? Why are you both laughing? You disagree with me? I am so…..hurt. Beautiful, but still hurt….” Ann teased.
Cheyenne shook her head as she watched Ann pretend to be hurt and then act like she was a model. She loved these moments and inside her mind, she knew they would only have a few more moments like these before they all departed for summer breaks. She wanted to savor every single moment with them. She then resumed eating her lunch and all three continued their conversation as they finished their meals. Cheyenne was looking forward to meeting Daisy and hoped she would be a big help to her.
LATER THAT EVENING
Cheyenne tidied up her room as she knew she was about to have company at any moment. She was happy she finished her own schoolwork for the day and now she was ready to help another person with their homework. She was also looking forward to seeing Ann again and she giggled to herself as she remembered what Ann said at lunch about being the beauty of their trio. She adored the little jokes they told one another, and it made her feel good to have such great friends. She put away her letters that she recently received, and then she heard a knock at the door. She perked up as her company was now here! She walked over to her door and opened it up. She smiled as she saw Ann standing there, then looked up as she saw Daisy standing next to Ann. Ann was right, Daisy was quite tall and even though she was told beforehand, it still stunned her at the woman’s height. She seemed just as tall as Darby. “Hello Ann! Hello Daisy! Come in, come in!” she told them.
Ann walked in and she smiled. She visited this room many times throughout the school year. This was their primary hang out spot whenever they went to their rooms. There were times Cheyenne and Molly came by her room, and also when they went to Molly’s. Cheyenne’s room was the primary spot because the roommate was not there too often, so they could be completely free with each other in privacy. She looked around the room and got to the middle of the room. “Hey Cheyenne! Oh, let me give a formal introduction. Cheyenne, this is Daisy Betancourt. Daisy, this is Cheyenne Elu.” she said.
“Nice to meet you, Cheyenne! Ann told me you are a math genius! Thank you so much for helping me.” Daisy said, as she extended her hand. She was a second-year student at the school and knew Ann from their freshman year. Standing 6’ tall, she had a lanky body, with a darker shade of blond hair and she was 20 years old. Her hometown was Long Beach, California and she loved reading books. Her primary goal was to become a novelist, so she spent a lot of time with her English classes. She looked at Cheyenne and saw just how pretty she was. She felt her hand and loved how soft it was.
“Nice to meet you too! I don’t know about being a math genius. That is just Ann giving me way too much credit. Hehehe” Cheyenne responded. She liked the softness of Daisy’s hand with hers and also saw how large the hand was. Her eyes looked downwards and saw the leather shoes on Daisy’s feet. The feet appeared to be large as well. Flashes of Darby entered her mind and she smiled.
“You are so modest! Of course you are a math genius! Hehehe You are a freshman, and you are helping a lot of people already!” Ann chimed in. She was very thrilled to be there as she wanted to show off Cheyenne to everyone she knew.
“I am hoping you can help me. Math can be so confusing sometimes!” Daisy said. She looked around Cheyenne’s room and saw the decorations on her side of the room. She liked what appeared to be handcrafted dolls. “Oooh! I like those dolls. Where did you get them?” she asked.
Cheyenne turned her head and looked towards her side of the room. Her eyes saw what Daisy was looking at and she smiled. “Oh those? Those are some dolls from my tribe back home. It reminds me of my home, so I put them in a nice spot for me to look at.” she smiled.
“Those are really nice! Ok, where should I sit?” Daisy asked.
“Here, let’s go to my desk. Get your books out and let’s get started.” Cheyenne told her as she pointed towards her desk. She saw Daisy going over to the desk and sitting in her chair. She watched as the young woman took out her books and paper as she prepared for assistance. She then looked at Ann who then went over to her bed to sit down. She saw Ann opening up a book and she smiled. “You are going to study too?” she asked.
“Yes, I have some reading to do for my other class. I figured I would study here while you two work on that evil math stuff! Hehe” Ann responded and winked at her friend.
“Hehehe it is NOT evil!! Don’t scare Daisy like that. Hahaha” Cheyenne said with a laugh. She then headed over towards her desk and took a chair from her roommate’s desk so she could sit down. She sat down in it, and they got started. She recognized the subject matter and figured she could help. There were a lot of word problems, which was always a challenge for her as well. She started going over the problems and managed to get Daisy to think her way through the problem. She wanted to use easy words and apply thought processes that Daisy could use whenever she encountered these types of problems. Cheyenne glanced over at Ann and could see how engrossed she was in her book, then went back to helping Daisy.
An hour went by, and Daisy started to feel some excitement. The way Cheyenne was explaining how to solve word problems was easy to follow. She liked how she would interject a few funny analogies in the explanations, and she felt good. She felt that Ann was right. This young Native American woman was very intelligent and very friendly. She then looked at her paper and wrote down her answer to the latest word problem. “So….the answer is 42?” she asked and looked at Cheyenne.
“You got it!!!” Cheyenne responded. She had a great smile as Daisy was really starting to grasp the subject matter. She patted Daisy’s hand and wanted to congratulate her. “You are doing amazing! See? These are not so bad, are they?” she asked.
“I got it?? I got it!!! YES!!! There is hope for me after all!” Daisy said with excitement. She felt proud of herself for getting the latest answer and her pride started to swell. She looked over at Cheyenne and could see how enthusiastic she was about math. “You are amazing! Thank you so much!” she said with a huge smile and then hugged Cheyenne.
Cheyenne felt the hug and she felt good inside. She always loved seeing the people she helped become so happy after learning something new. She remembered how the kids at the mission back home would love the lessons she gave them, or how the people in her tribe learned new things from her. She felt the hug release and she looked at Daisy. “You are welcome! You got it! Now, you don’t have to be afraid of math anymore. You can start to feel confident, and I am positive you will get a really good grade when the final comes.” she told her.
“I told you she is a math genius….hehehehe We are in the midst of a true legend!” Ann said as she saw how excited Daisy was from Cheyenne’s tutoring. Seeing Cheyenne in action only made her admire her more. She had fought so many feelings towards Cheyenne as she was really becoming attracted to her.
“She is! She really is! hehehe” Daisy agreed. She loved the confidence she was feeling and then sat back in her chair and dropped her pencil. She looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath. “You have no idea how much this means to me. I was so stressed out! I was so worried that I might fail. It even made my entire body so tense.” she told the group.
“Oh really? Your body is tense?” Cheyenne asked. She understood the pressures of trying to pass these classes, so she could empathize with Daisy.
“Yes! I get aches and stiffness. Hehehe my body hates me. hahahaa Well, maybe when I pass this class, I will feel a lot better.” Daisy said as she took another deep breath and exhaled.
“You know, Cheyenne could help you with your body!” Ann chimed in. She thought about something Cheyenne would do to help her feel relief in her own body. She then felt a rumble in her belly as she thought about a possibility.
“She can?” Daisy asked as she looked over at Ann. She wondered what that was all about. She did feel stiffness in her body but figured it would go away once she was done with school. “How can she help with my body?” she added.
“Yes, how can I help with her body?” Cheyenne asked, as she was confused by Ann’s suggestion.
“You know how! Remember that technique you would use? Daisy, it is AMAZING! She did it to me before and trust me, I felt really good afterwards!” Ann answered. She then thought about the last time Cheyenne did her special technique on her and how much she enjoyed it. She was also curious how someone as tall as Daisy would react to Cheyenne touching her. She wanted to witness it and started to get excited.
“Technique? What technique?” Daisy asked. She was starting to be really curious as she could see how Ann was boasting about whatever skill Cheyenne possessed. She looked over at Cheyenne and smiled. She figured Ann might be right because she was right about Cheyenne’s mathematical ability, so she might be right about getting her body fixed. She also thought Cheyenne was very cute, so she wanted to see what else this woman was talented in.
“Oh!!! She is talking about a technique I learned from my tribe. I wasn’t expecting to talk about it, but yes, it can help with the stress in the body.” Cheyenne told her. She thought about that technique she would use and the fond memories she had of using it on people. It was a great feeling to help soothe folks, but there were also some very fun moments as well.
“Ok, I am sold. What is this technique, and can you do it on me? I want to try!” Daisy said with excitement. She had no idea what this method was but was very eager to relieve the stress within her body.
“Well….It might be a little different for you, but if you want to try, I can help with that.” Cheyenne told her. She started to get a little nervous because she knew it may surprise Daisy a lot. She thought about when she did do the technique on Ann, and it was one of the funniest moments between them. It worked, but the way poor Ann laughed sometimes made her laugh as well. She started to wonder if Ann told Daisy about the technique so that she could watch her classmate laugh her head off.
“I want to try it! Please? It sounds great! What do I do?” Daisy asked. She looked over at Ann and she had a silly smile on her face. She then looked back at Cheyenne and saw her stand up. She was excited about this potential way of giving her relief.
“Ok, well for me to perform this, I need you to go over to my bed. Just lay down on your stomach, ok?” Cheyenne instructed. She watched as Daisy stood up from the desk and headed over to her bed. She saw Ann have this silly smile on her face and she knew that poor Daisy was being set up. “You can move out the way, Ann! Hehehe” she said in a silly voice.
“Oh yes, of course! Here, let me get off.” Ann said. She felt her adrenaline flowing and she wanted to know how Daisy would respond to this technique. She remembered the last time she experienced it and no matter how often she did it, she always laughed herself silly. The endorphins did wonders for her body, and she wanted to see others go through it. “You just lay down, and let Cheyenne’s magical hands take away all of your stress. I will sit back at his desk and watch you melt into bliss.” she said with a smile.
UP NEXT: Cheyenne shows her technique and Molly in danger!
How did you like this introduction part? It is a set up story to get everyone caught up on Cheyenne at school again. It will be an emotional journey for the characters involved. I am also debut the drawing of Molly! Like Cheyenne, she will play a role in the entire phase. I am excited for these two ladies and their journey. Thank you for all of your support and your feedback is greatly appreciated.
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School Day 2
Time: Late spring 1889 (After the series The Deputy & The Outlaw: Retribution)
Cheyenne sat on her bed in her dorm room and looked over the words. It was a Sunday night, and she was preparing herself for her morning math class. She was a little excited as the school year was starting to wind down. It had been a very eventful first year at St. Helena’s school for girls in Los Angeles, California. She still couldn’t believe she was actually a student at a school like this. Just a year ago, she was in Mexico, a prisoner of sorts to Priscilla Montenegro, the wife of crime lord Julie Montenegro. She had been kidnapped from her village under the guise of going to a school like this, only to end up in Mexico and serving a woman that was very cruel to her. She was subjected to a lot of mental and emotional abuse by Priscilla, and she was a crushed human being. Then in the summer of 1888, she met someone that would help her change her life forever. She met the infamous outlaw, La Diabla and ended up rescuing her from certain death. Cheyenne had taken La Diabla to her room and helped her nurse a swollen ankle. It was from that point; the two women would start to get close to one another. She really loved interacting with La Diabla and found her so fascinating. She was not as evil as she had always been portrayed. She seemed to have a very loving side to her, and she adored her. Eventually La Diabla took Cheyenne back home to her tribe, the Elu tribe located in Southern California, close to the Mexican border. It was such a happy moment for her. She was reunited with her family and friends, and it was such an emotional time. She always felt indebted to La Diabla for rescuing her and loved her deeply because of it.
Things turned rather quickly as she was kidnapped again and was a prisoner to Priscilla in a secret cavern in the nearby California city of Santa Selena. It was a harrowing experience as she suffered a lot of physical, emotional and mental anguish. She wasn’t physically harmed, but she was tortured. There was a woman named Helga, a brute of a woman from Russia, that had tormented her all over her body, even sexually humiliating her. The kind of torture that no one expects, but can be just as devastating. She was tickled. She was tickled all over her naked body and even forced to orgasm from Helga. It was the most humiliating moment of her young life. She was told she was going to be a sex slave the rest of her life and that crushed her mentally and emotionally. Then, La Diabla had found her, but was tortured herself. Cheyenne witnessed the tickle torture of a woman she had such deep admiration for and that also broke her emotions. Eventually, La Diabla and another heroic woman named Darby Reeves, a deputy from Plotsville, had escaped from their cells and rescued her. They manage to rescue all the other sex slaves, and they even got away. Helga was defeated, but Priscilla, and her business partner, Gloria Wellington, had escaped. It did not matter to her at the time. Cheyenne was free and when she made it back home, it was one of the greatest moments she had ever experienced. Anytime she thinks back to that moment, it makes her cry because she was so happy to see her family, her friends and the rest of the tribe.
Her happiness was short lived when she heard that La Diabla had gone to find Priscilla. She was worried about her friend, and accompanied Deputy Darby Reeves, to go find her. They managed to find the house that Priscilla and Gloria had escaped to, and it was in that house that she experienced one of the worst moments of her existence. It was during a battle between Darby and Priscilla that she had intervened. She saw Darby hanging upside down and Priscilla was tickling her big, pink, soft soles. She heard the hysterical laughter and she had to go help her. She yelled at Priscilla, which took her away from tickling Darby’s feet. Priscilla managed to overpower her and started tickling her, but Darby recovered and managed to capture Priscilla. She got to help Darby apprehend Priscilla and she was very happy her nightmare was over. But that was until Priscilla said very cruel things to her that affected her emotions. Priscilla had told her that she was better off dead. That broke Cheyenne’s heart and she started to get angry. She felt her rage building as the woman who made her life a living hell was under her control. She struck Priscilla physically and started to hurt her. Then in her moment of rage, she pulled out a knife she had been given and nearly plunged it into Priscilla’s face. She was stopped by Darby who witnessed the entire confrontation. That moment frightened her. She was about to take someone’s life and that shattered her emotions. She cried. She cried hard in Darby’s arms as she was so close to killing someone, even someone as evil as Priscilla Montenegro.
Darby did manage to take Priscilla away and to Cheyenne’s delight, her friend La Diabla tormented Priscilla in front of her, Darby and Gloria’s daughter, Phoebe Wellington. It was sweet looking at Priscilla getting tickle tortured. She was so hurt by those words Priscilla told her but seeing her in ticklish agony made her feel a little better. Then the unthinkable happened. After being threatened by La Diabla, Priscilla was forced to apologize to Cheyenne. Even though she knew it was under duress, hearing that apology really gave her comfort. That was a moment she would never forget. It was a moment her love for her friend La Diabla would grow. She adored the outlaw and considered her family.
When she finally returned home to the Elu tribe, she even got a gift from Darby, Phoebe and La Diabla. Due to her assistance with taking down Priscilla and Gloria, she was gifted an admission to St. Helena’s school for girls. That moment meant everything to Cheyenne. Her dream was to go to one of those schools since she was also so intellectually curious. People like her rarely got into schools like this and she now had the opportunity for a higher education. She took it seriously and wanted to make sure she got the best grades. She did not want to disappoint her family and friends. She was representing her people, and she could not fail. Being at this school was the best feeling in the world. She even got to meet some new people and her world was expanding. She was very happy that she met her best friend at the school, a young woman named Molly Scofield. Molly was a very shy young lady, who came from a poor background, had very large eyeglasses, and dressed very plainly. She was in her second year at the school. Cheyenne didn’t care about any of that. Molly had the greatest heart and she absolutely loved being around her. They had formed a solid friendship quickly and she adored the woman. Molly also had that intellectual curiosity like she did, so their interactions were always so much fun. They both had befriended another young lady, a young Chinese woman named Ann. She was coincidently another captured woman in the sex trafficking ring in Santa Selena. All three became a group and had the best time together.
Not all was good during the school year. Early in the school year, they encountered two women who were bullies to Molly. Pamela LeClair and Penelope Grant had captured poor Molly the previous school year and tickled tortured her into doing a research paper for Pam. They eventually tormented Cheyenne by tickling her for simply being Molly’s friend and they even tickled Ann. Even though they were very complimentary to Cheyenne’s physical beauty, they were very cruel to Molly. They would call her many names, but mainly they called her a “troll” because of her stature. It got to a point that Pam was so determined to torment them both, she managed to capture them both and take them into an empty classroom. It was there that they tickled poor Molly and Cheyenne into submission, and even stripped them naked. To cap it all off, they even forced Molly and Cheyenne’s vaginas together and tickled them. That forced the two young ladies to grind into each other and they eventually made each other had an orgasm to complete the humiliation. It was a very emotional moment for the two of them. For Cheyenne, it reminded her of how Priscilla had control of her, but for Molly, it was soul crushing. She had never had anyone see her naked body out of shyness and to not only be naked, but to be forced to have an orgasm was the ultimate humiliation. She was forced into agreeing to doing a research paper for Pam once again and she was so scared.
It was during this time that Cheyenne found the courage to fight back. She had read a very loving letter she received from La Diabla. That letter told her that she was strong. Stronger than she thought she was and how proud La Diabla was of Cheyenne and that she could do anything. It was at that moment that Cheyenne was no longer going to be a helpless and weak victim. Those moments with Priscilla scarred her forever and it always made her feel weak. This time she wanted to be different. She never wanted to feel like how Priscilla made her feel at her lowest moment, so she decided to stand up against Pam. She confronted Pam and took Molly and Ann with her. Even though they were scared out of their minds, Cheyenne knew she had to be strong. Pam was going to physically hurt her, but it was during that moment that Pam had a weakness that she discovered. Pam was ticklish. That seemed to motivate Cheyenne and she managed to turn the table on Pam and tickle torture her with the help from Ann and eventually Molly. They tormented Pam into submission in her own room and even forced her to apologize to all of them, especially Molly. It was a full circle moment for Cheyenne. Like her hero La Diabla did for her by making Priscilla apologize, she did the same for Molly and forced Pam to apologize to her. It was such a great feeling for her. She managed to overcome her fears and she realized that she could become a leader. Since she was the daughter of the Chief of the Elu tribe, she knew she was destined to lead her tribe, but she truly did not believe she could be a leader. That changed after tormenting Pam and getting her to stop bothering them from that point forward.
The rest of the school year was eventful in positive ways. Without the specter of someone trying to bully them, Cheyenne, Molly and Ann blossomed. Cheyenne even started to help other girls with their homework. One of her favorite things to do in life was to help others. She had studied so hard all year long, she wanted to share her knowledge with others who may have been struggling. She would hold study groups with others in her classes and they all flourished. It also made her more popular around campus as others wanted to know this very intelligent young lady from the Elu tribe. Cheyenne felt very good that she was making such a positive impact on other’s lives. She was now 20 years old and could feel herself growing as a person. She missed her tribe dearly; however, being at this school made her grow. She interacted with people from different backgrounds and cultures and that made her learn so much. When she went home on Christmas and Spring breaks, she would tell the people in her tribe about all of her school adventures. Cheyenne loved how eager everyone was to hear her stories and they all admired her. It was such a humbling feeling, but also one of pride. She did want to get more out of La Diabla because when she visited the tribe on Spring Break, La Diabla had told her that she got into a very intense adventure just weeks before Cheyenne returned and even Darby was involved. That fascinated Cheyenne when she heard that La Diabla and Darby had a confrontation with a Greek bounty hunter named Thalia Laskaris. She only got some details as La Diabla didn’t want to give the full story to her. When she asked her why, the outlaw only responded with she was there for a short time and the rest of the tribe wanted to be around their princess. She promised to give Cheyenne the full story once she was back home for the summer because there was a lot to tell her. Cheyenne kept trying to get details, but all she had gotten was that Thalia was by far the most dangerous woman she ever faced, and that her and Darby had been captured. They could have been taken to Greece as sex slaves but managed to escape and fight back. It was an epic battle and they prevailed. La Diabla teased Cheyenne by saying that a mysterious woman from her past was key to the victory. That drove Cheyenne crazy as she would ask La Diabla every day about more details, even when they were in their shared teepee and about to go to sleep. The outlaw didn’t want to give away all the good stuff but did finish off telling her before she returned to school that Darby and her admitted their love for one another. That made Cheyenne’s heart swoon because she was so happy La Diabla was in love with someone and because it was Darby, that made it all the better. She could not wait until her summer vacation arrived so she could get all the details of that adventure because it sounded really intense!
Cheyenne looked up from her book and saw the young lady at her desk, looking into her book. She smiled as her classmate seemed to be really focusing on her assignment. She had invited her over to her dorm room so they could study together since they were in the same math class. They were looking over their final homework assignment for the semester. This was the last two weeks of classes, then the following week would be their finals. Then, she could go back home for the summer and be with her tribe. She then leaned her head back a little and thought about how she made it through her first year of school. She was going to miss this room as she would have a new one the next school year. The room was her home away from home. She spent a lot of time in this room, doing all of her homework and writing letters to all of her friends. She, Molly and Ann would also spend a lot of time in this room since her roommate was often not in the room. Cheyenne smiled as she thought about the next school year. Her classes would be even tougher, but she looked forward to it.
“Hey Cheyenne, I am having trouble with this next question. It is question 6. I tried to work it out, but I just can’t seem to get it to work. I hate fractions. Did you get the answer?” the young student asked.
“Oh, number 6? Yeah, I got that one. Here, let me come over and help you with it.” Cheyenne responded. She then got up from her bed and walked over towards her desk where the student sat. She could feel the rug beneath her barefeet and when she made it to the desk, she leaned over the girl’s shoulder and stared at her paper. “Ah, I see where you went wrong, Emily. Here, if you multiply both sides by the same number, that will help clear some things up.” she told her.
“Oh!!! So, if I multiply both sides by 8, then I can get rid of the fractions to clean it up and get whole numbers?” Emily asked. She was very happy to study with Cheyenne at the moment. She was average in math, and always admired Cheyenne. She seemed to shine in class as she often went to the chalkboard and solved the problems the professor would put up there. She asked Cheyenne for help and was delighted that she said yes. She also thought Cheyenne was very pretty and enjoyed being in her presence.
“Yes, see? See how it cleared everything up? Now, you can put whole numbers together, and then isolate X so you can solve the equation. You are doing good, Emily! You got this!” Cheyenne said with a happy tone, doing her best to encourage her fellow classmate. She liked Emily because she was a very energetic girl, and they would often speak to each other inside the residence hall. Emily was also a resident, so they would see each other often. She liked how nice she was, and it was good to have someone in her class that lived close to her as well.
“Yes!!! I did it!! Finally!!!” Emily shouted as she finished solving the equation. She felt a surge of excitement because she really wanted to be ready for the final. She then turned around in the chair and looked at Cheyenne. She could see her very pretty smile and that made her happy. “I have to ask; how did you get so good at math? You got some great talent!” she told her.
Cheyenne blushed a little from the compliment. It felt nice to hear others tell her she had a talent. Growing up in the Elu tribe, she was not privy to these types of academics. She learned some math from her tribe, but she really took an interest in math when she visited the nearby Christian Mission, led by Father Robert. He would give her math books and she would spend hours working on them, learning everything she can. She remembered when he called her brain a sponge because she soaked up so much knowledge and didn’t have any formal schooling. Now she wanted to help everyone learn these subjects because if she could do it without any formal schooling, then everyone else would have a chance to learn it too. “Hehe thank you. I just really like math. It is kind of fun. I am glad I am able to help you.” she responded with a shy voice.
“Well, I am glad someone like you is here. You have a mind for mathematics. I know you are also good at other subjects too. You are very smart, Cheyenne!” Emily praised.
“Awww…. You don’t have to say that. I just work hard like everyone else here. I am not that smart. I am still not that great at science and the English class. Those are the only classes I don’t have an A in. I have Bs. I have to get better!” Cheyenne told her. Those were the subjects she most struggled with in school during the entire school year. English grammar was very difficult, and science was mind boggling. Even though she got Bs, she felt terrible she wasn’t better at them.
“You are too cute! You got 2 Bs and everything else are As and you feel bad. I wish I was you. I want to be super smart!” Emily told her with a smile.
“You ARE super smart! Hehe You work so hard, and I know you will get an A on the math final!” Cheyenne encouraged. She then walked back over to her bed and sat down. She figured it would be a good time to take a break and just have some fun with Emily. She also remembered that Molly and Ann would be over soon, so it was good to stop and get ready for her two closest friends.
“Thank you! You are so nice! I will do my best to get that A and make you proud of me. Then we can all go home for the summer! I can’t wait! Hehe” Emily told her. She then had a brief conversation with Cheyenne, discussing their summer plans and what the next school year would be like. Just like Cheyenne, Emily was a freshman and really looked forward to attending this school again in the Fall.
Fifteen minutes passed and Cheyenne looked at her stopwatch. Molly and Ann were going to be there any minute and she looked for her moccasins. “Well Emily, I have some guests coming soon, so I should get ready. It was so good studying with you. I am telling you; we are BOTH going to get 100% on the final!” she said with a large smile.
Emily could only grin when she heard Cheyenne being so confident. She knew it was time for her to go, as she also had to get ready for the next day of school. She watched as she saw Cheyenne’s barefeet disappear inside the brown moccasins and she stood up. She walked over to Cheyenne who was also standing. “Thank you, Cheyenne. Thank you for being so helpful and so encouraging. You really got me to believe I will pass the final. You are amazing…..” she told her with a grateful smile.
“You are very welcome! We will study again for the final, to make sure we have everything covered. I hope you have a good night, Emily!” Cheyenne told her.
“Good night, Cheyenne!” Emily told her, then picked up her books. She then started to head towards the door, then looked at Cheyenne once more. “You are such a beautiful woman. You have great beauty on the outside, but also on the inside. Thank you…” she told her.
Cheyenne blushed as she heard the compliments. She felt very shy whenever someone complimented her, and she smiled. “Thank you, Emily. You are also very beautiful. Thank you for being my friend.” she replied.
Emily then went over to Cheyenne and hugged her, then gave her a small kiss on the right cheek. She felt nervous and even found herself desiring Cheyenne a little. “See you tomorrow….” she told her.
Cheyenne felt the kiss and smiled. That was the one thing she noticed during this school year. A lot of the students would compliment her and also touch her. She didn’t mind because she felt admired. She then looked over at her bed once again and sat down. She knew her friends would be over soon. She grabbed a piece of paper and a letter from her notebook. She wanted to at least get started on a letter she was writing back to one of the kids at the Mission with Father Robert. She figured it wouldn’t take long and got started. She started to write more and more, and then she thought she heard a loud noise. She turned her head towards her door and figured it was nothing. She went back to writing the letter when she heard the noise again. She got up from her bed and walked towards the door. She opened it up and heard a scream coming from down the hallway. It didn’t sound like a scream of terror. It sounded more like…… laughter. Cheyenne left her room and headed down the hallway, going towards the noise she heard. As she walked down the corridor, the laughter got louder. She finally made it to where a suite was, where residents of the Hall could congregate in a lounge like setting. She looked around and saw a group of girls surrounding something on the floor. She walked over to get a closer look and then her heart stopped! She finally realized what was going on. Those girls, all students that lived in this residence hall had another student on the floor and they were tickling her!
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! YOU GUYS HAVE TO STOP!!! HAHAHAHA I’M TOO TICKLISH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” the student roared.
Cheyenne stepped a little closer and saw how all the other girls were over that poor girl like a pack of coyotes devouring their prey. She could see their hands moving around, grabbing and stroking all over the girl’s body on the floor. The sound of laughter filled the hallway, and she was surprised this was happening.
“HAHAHA WE GOT YOU EMILY!!! TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!!! You are so ticklish!!” one of the tickling girls shouted.
“Yeah!!! Let’s get all of her tickle spots! Hahaha” another threatened.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU GUYS AHAHAHAHAHAHA ARE MEAN!!! HAHAHAHAHA SOMEBODY HAHAHAHAHAHA HELP ME!!!!” Emily laughed as she felt those hands tickling all over her upper body. They were tickling her sides, her ribs, her stomach and her armpits. The sensations were overwhelming her, and her legs were thrashing around.
Cheyenne started to giggle as she realized the victim was Emily. It seemed as though they were having fun with her, and she felt a chill throughout her body. She knew how ticklish she was and very grateful she was not on the floor at the moment with about 5 girls tickling her without mercy, like they were doing to poor Emily. “Hehehe are you guys tickling poor Emily?” she asked.
One of the girls heard Cheyenne’s voice and turned her head. She could see Cheyenne standing there, smiling and looking at their group. “Yeah, we are! She is SO ticklish! Hehehe” the girl responded then turned her head back to Emily on the ground.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but giggle a little. It didn’t seem like they were being vicious in their tickling, like she had experienced a few times in her own life. It seemed like a playful time as everyone was laughing and smiling. She did like the sound of Emily’s laughter. It was a sweet sound, and she could see her legs writhing around. Emily was in her socks, and Cheyenne wondered if her poor feet would be tickled. That only made her curl her toes in her moccasins because she knew her feet were deathly ticklish. She then got a little closer and now she could see Emily’s face. Her face was red, her eyes were closed, and her mouth was wide open with that sweet laughter coming out. She could practically see all of her teeth and that made her laugh. It also gave her chills. Being tickled could be overwhelming as she knew from personal experience. She wondered why they were tickling Emily. It was only minutes ago that she was in her room, studying with her. Now she was on the floor and these 5 girls were really getting her good. “Why are you guys tickling her? Did she do something?” she asked.
That same girl turned her head and noticed how close Cheyenne was. She could see the inquisitive nature on her face and that made her smile. It appeared that Cheyenne was not going to stop them from tickling poor Emily. “Yeah, we are tickling her because she studies too hard! This is our way of relieving her stress! Isn’t her laughter beautiful?” the girl asked.
Cheyenne giggled after hearing their explanation. She did recognize that some of the women were friends of Emily and she thought it was nice they were doing things to make her feel better. She knew how stressed Emily was and thought it was funny they were tickling her. It reminded her of her best friend back at the Elu tribe, Aleshanee. She would always try to tickle her, and she had to escape with her ticklish life a few times. She started to sympathize with Emily. She then heard another ticklish squeal as another woman had pressed her fingers deeper into the armpits. “Wow, she really is ticklish! She has been stressed. She is so worried about her math final, but she will do well. We were just studying together, and she is doing great.” she told them.
“Oh? You were studying with her? You work hard at your homework too! You are such a great student, Cheyenne! I bet you stress out a lot too.” the girl told her. She then started to look up and down Cheyenne’s frame. She thought Cheyenne was adorable as well and now a devious thought formed in her mind.
“A little. I mean, I put pressure on myself to get an A in everything, so yeah, I stress out when I get anything lower. Hehe” Cheyenne told her. She thought about the pressure she put on herself to do so well, and there were times it bothered her. She was grateful she had a school/life balance. Part of that balance would be arriving shortly, and she figured she should get ready to greet Molly and Ann.
The girl started to see Cheyenne turning around and an idea hit her head. She then told the others to stop tickling Emily for a moment. “Hey Cheyenne, wait!” she shouted.
Cheyenne turned back around and looked at the girl’s face. She could see her starting to stand up and figured they were done tormenting poor Emily. She noticed all of them stood up as well. Her eyes caught Emily flat on her back, breathing hard, but had the best smile on her face. “Yes? You needed something?” she asked.
The girl looked at the other students and winked at them, giving them a signal. She then looked at Cheyenne and made her way to her. Her own adrenaline started to flow faster as she thought about what was about to happen next. “You poor thing! You are stressed out too. Perhaps you should unwind a little…..” she said in a teasing manner.
Cheyenne heard that tone of voice and noticed all of the other girls were now approaching her. A shiver went up her spine as she was starting to realize that she might be their next victim! Her eyes opened wide, and she figured she better get out of there fast! “Um, I will. I will go see my friends. You guys have a good night…” she told them then started to walk away.
“Oh no you don’t!” the girl shouted. She then lunged forward and managed to grab Cheyenne by her waist. She felt Cheyenne trying to move faster and needed assistance. “GET HER!!!” she yelled.
Cheyenne felt hands on her waist and knew if she did not get away fast, she was going to suffer the same fate as poor Emily. Then she heard those words and a ticklish panic fell over her. She then felt a bunch of hands grabbing on her and her arms were held, and someone was at her legs. She then felt herself being dragged backwards and her arms reached forward to try to grab at anything to prevent being pulled backwards. “Hey!! Hehehehe you guys, don’t!!!!” she giggled.
The girls managed to pull Cheyenne back and soon they swarmed all over her. Since Cheyenne was a lightweight, it wasn’t too much of a struggle to get her onto the floor and surround her. The main girl could see that look of ticklish panic in Cheyenne’s eyes and she felt a warm glow in her body. The thought of tickling this very cute girl excited her. She hoped no one else noticed how hard her nipples got at the moment. “Ok ladies, on a count of 3!!! One………two…….THREE!!! TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!!” she shouted.
Cheyenne was in a panic when she felt herself get pulled to the floor and was quickly surrounded by this pack of women. She could see their smiling faces and that made her smile as well. One of them sat on her legs and the remaining four surrounded her upper body. She could see them laughing and smiling down at her and their hands were in the air. Then she heard that countdown and her breath left her body. “NO!!!! DON’T!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded into laughter.
The girl heard that hysterical laughter and she loved it. She never knew Cheyenne was so ticklish as her reaction was immediate. She could feel Cheyenne trying to thrash around and she loved it. She had her hands on the left ribcage and because Cheyenne was so skinny, she could feel those bones. That gave her a good grip and could really drill into her. She loved the way Cheyenne’s face looked as her laughter came out. She saw her other friends tickling the right ribcage, the stomach area, even the neck area. One girl even managed to get her hands into the armpits. It was a sweet moment as they started to work over poor Cheyenne.
Cheyenne felt those hands all over her body and she lost it. Usually when she was tickled, it was one spot at a time. This time, all of her spots on her upper body were being tickled at the same time. She was always hypersensitive to tickling and now these girls were really getting to her. She did her best to thrash around, but with the girl on her legs and the others digging in all over her body, she felt helpless. The hands in her armpits were the worst as the ticklish energy ripped through her body. It had been quite some time since she was tickled so much. The last time was during her spring break when she visited back home at the Elu tribe. Aleshanee managed to tickle her for a little while, but she managed to escape the full tickle attack she could have received. There were a few ticklish pokes here and there during the rest of the school year, but those were playful and quick. This time, it was prolonged. She shut her eyes as she felt the fingers also digging into her ribcage. That was a weak spot for her, and she giggled with power in her voice. Cheyenne also scrunched her neck, because another girl was using her fingers to tickle that very delicate area. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA COME ON!!! HAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” she screamed.
Emily finally managed to sit up after being tickled so viciously by her friends and now she heard that laughter coming from Cheyenne. She giggled to herself because she found it fitting that her classmate was now undergoing the same ticklish fate that she endured. She also found it delightful that Cheyenne was super ticklish. She then got on her knees and stood up. Now she had a good look at what was happening, and she laughed. She could see all of those girls surrounding poor Cheyenne like vultures, their hands moving around so quickly and those ticklish screams filling the hallway area. She thought about how she must have looked just moments ago. Emily wanted to get a little closer so she could look at Cheyenne’s beautiful face, but figured she should stay back. Otherwise, they may want to get her again. For the moment, she was just going to enjoy listening to poor Cheyenne laugh herself silly.
“Keep getting her girls! Let’s make sure she is stress free! TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!” the lead girl instructed. She started to lobster claw that left ribcage and felt Cheyenne’s body recoiling from that action. She found Cheyenne’s face and her laughter so sweet. She always seen Cheyenne around and they were casual acquaintances, and now she felt excited she was doing this. Her own nipples were stiff, and she wondered what Cheyenne would look like naked. She shook her head to get herself out of those thoughts. She didn’t want to let anyone know her lesbian fantasies and if she wasn’t too careful with this tickle torture, she might forget and try to kiss Cheyenne. She loved the way her lips looked, and she got excited. Touching her body was exciting and she wondered what Cheyenne’s breasts looked like. “I got to stop thinking about her like that…hehehe” she thought to herself as she did another lobster claw squeeze on the ribs.
Cheyenne felt those fingers groping and clawing her body and now she was entering that tickle bliss feeling. Where the body surrenders itself to the sensations. She had experienced it many times before, and she was grateful this was just a playful tickling as she could tell they weren’t trying to truly torture her. She was also grateful that she was wearing one of her dresses, so they could not get to her bare skin on her upperbody, unless they wanted to strip her of her clothes. She felt her head shaking as her ears were even being tickled. She desperately tried to kick her legs, but someone was sitting on her thighs, which prevent her from really thrashing those legs. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!! MERCY!!!!!!” she screamed as the tickling on her stomach continued.
The girl sitting on her legs could feel them shaking beneath her and she smiled. She was the one who had to hold Cheyenne down, so she wasn’t actively tickling her. She then looked at those moccasins and an idea came to her mind. When they were tickling poor Emily, they never got to her feet. She knew that feet would be horrific ticklish spots and now she got excited. She figured she would tell the rest of the group that it was time to get to Cheyenne’s feet. She wanted to know just how ticklish they were. If the upper body was that ticklish, she could only imagine how bad the feet would be. “Hey guys!! Why don’t we find out how ticklish her feet are?! Hehe” she suggested.
Emily heard those words and felt a thrill flow through her body. She was very grateful these ladies did not go after her own feet. If they did, she surely would have lost her mind. It was Cheyenne interrupting them that made them focus on not torturing her further. The thought of poor Cheyenne’s feet getting tickled sounded amazing. She had seen those small feet earlier in the room and now she was going to find out if they were highly ticklish. She felt herself licking her lips in anticipation.
Cheyenne heard that threat towards her feet and she went into an immediate panic. Her entire body was very ticklish, but her feet were a whole another level. She started to desperately writhe around, doing anything she could to prevent them from getting to her feet. Even though they were still tickling all over her body, she was desperate for them to avoid having her feet tickled. “HAHAHAHA NO DON’T!!! HAHAHAHAHA COME ON!!! HAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!! HAHAHAHA GET AWAY HAHAHAHAH FROM MY FEET!!!” she screamed.
“Haha hear that girls? Sounds like Cheyenne here may be a bit ticklish on her feet. Hehehe let’s get them!” the main girl said.
Cheyenne felt all those hands stop tickling her body and before she could even take a breath, she felt her body being turned over onto her stomach. Before she could say anything, she felt both her legs bending at the knee, forcing the soles of her moccasins to face the ceiling. Then she felt hands grabbing her ankles and she could not move. She even felt one young lady sitting on her back and she could see the girl’s barefeet close to her head. She was trapped and now she felt hands on her moccasins. They were going to expose her feet! “Hehehehe you guys are mean!! Don’t take my shoes off! Please!! I beg you! Hehehe” she begged.
The main girl put her hand on the heel of the left moccasin and started to tug at the shoe. She managed to slip it off Cheyenne’s heel, and she could see that tanned skin and thought it was adorable. It was that time to have some fun with some feet!
“What is going on here???” a voice called out.
The lead girl stopped tugging at the moccasin and looked towards where the voice came from. Her eyes grew big as she saw the Residence Hall director. She was standing there with her hands on her hips and shaking her head. “Um, nothing Miss Clark.” she responded.
“It sure looks like you are doing something. Girls, why do you have someone on the floor and holding her down?” Miss Clark asked.
“Help me!!! Help me!!! hehehehe they are trying to tickle me!!” Cheyenne shouted and giggled. She heard Miss Clark’s voice and hoped she would rescue her from what was sure to be pure ticklish torture for her and her feet.
“Are you young ladies trying to tickle that poor girl?” Miss Clark asked. She could see the silly grins on their faces and also noticed Emily having a smile.
“Well….I guess you can say that…” the main girl said with a goofy smile.
“I thought I heard loud, hysterical laughter. You guys are waking up the entire campus! Hehe” Miss Clark giggled. She had heard the roar of hysterical laughter and had to go investigate. It was getting late, and students would be winding down for the evening.
“Um, sorry! We were just trying to have a little fun. You know, with Finals coming up, we needed to, you know, relieve some stress. Hehehe” the main girl responded.
“Well, I think by those silly smiles you each have, your stress was relieved. Can you let your poor victim go now? Come on, fun time is over.” Miss Clark told them. She then watched as the girls let go of their victim and they each stood up. They kept giggling and laughing and being silly. She did love seeing all these girls having fun, but they got too loud, and she had to maintain some quiet within the residence Hall.
“Ok, ok. I guess you can say we had some fun. Let’s go girls. I guess we have to go do something boring now. Hehehe” the main girl giggled as she led the others away from the area.
Cheyenne felt a huge sense of relief that she was no longer trapped on the floor and being tickled. She knew she was dangerously close to having her feet tickled and that would have definitely broken her. She slowly stood up and dusted off her Native style dress. She noticed that Emily was still standing there, as was Miss Clark. “Thank you…whew! They got me pretty good. Hehe” she giggled.
Emily went over to Cheyenne and helped dust her dress off. She then saw how flush Cheyenne’s face looked and empathized with her because she was just in that same position. “Wow, they got us good! Hehehe I didn’t know you were so ticklish!” she said.
“Yeah, I am REALLY ticklish. Hehehe They were getting me pretty good.” Cheyenne responded. She then looked over at Miss Clark and breathed a sigh of relief. She also liked speaking with Miss Clark. She was a 39 year old woman with long brown hair that was usually up in a bun. She wore glasses and had very conservative clothing on. She wore a long-sleeved brown shirt with a long black skirt that covered her brown leather boots. She was not a nun like most of the staff at the school, but she was very conservative. They had some great talks during the school year and found her to be such a nice woman. “You saved me! hehehe thank you!” she told her.
Miss Clark looked at Cheyenne and smiled. She didn’t know it was Cheyenne on the floor getting tickled, but now that she knew, she was happy she got those girls to stop. She did find that laughter very beautiful, but she had to maintain order within the residence Hall. She adored Cheyenne and found her to be very intelligent, very beautiful and such a loving human being. She was definitely going to miss her over the summer. She approached both Cheyenne and Emily and smiled. “I hope both of you are ok. Emily, they tickled you too?” she asked.
“Yes! They got me good! Cheyenne interrupted them and they pounced on her instead. It was like she sacrificed herself to save me. Thank you, friend! Hehehe” Emily responded, then gave Cheyenne a kiss on the cheek.
Cheyenne blushed when she got that kiss as she didn’t feel like she deserved it. It wasn’t as though she volunteered to take Emily’s place and get tickled, but she did get them to stop tormenting her. “Hehehe you’re welcome. I didn’t think I would get tickled tonight, but at least Emily was rescued.” she said with a smile.
“Well, good! I saw them over you like vultures. Hehehe It looks like they were about to take your shoes off.” Miss Clark told her, then looked down at the brown moccasins.
“Yes! They were about to take off my shoes and tickle my feet! If they did that, I think I would have had the entire campus hearing me. hahaha” Cheyenne joked.
“You have very ticklish feet, huh?” Miss Clark asked. For some reason, the thought of Cheyenne’s ticklish feet got her a little excited. She didn’t know why but the thought of tickling Cheyenne seemed like such a great idea. To hear that cute laughter as her fingers tickled her all over her body and especially those feet. She stared at the moccasins and wondered what Cheyenne’s bare feet looked like. She wondered if they were soft or not. She felt her pulse quickening with those thoughts and had to snap out of it. She didn’t want to tempt herself and tickle poor Cheyenne.
Cheyenne blushed again as she heard that question. Whenever she discussed her ticklishness, it made her feel vulnerable and her body more sensitive. She looked at Miss Clark’s smiling face and she smiled. “Yes, they are REALLY REALLY ticklish! So, thank you for saving me!” she told her.
“Haha you are welcome! Well ladies, enjoy the rest of your evening and try to stay out of tickle trouble. Protect those feet. Hahaha” Miss Clark joked then turned away. She wanted to get back to her room and daydream about tickling those feet one day. She figured she would do it playfully, just to see how ticklish Cheyenne was. The way she described how sensitive the feet were, she wondered just how much.
“Well, have a goodnight, Cheyenne! What a way to end Sunday night. Hehehe we got tickled!” Emily told her, then turned away to head towards her own room. After hearing Cheyenne’s hysterical laughter, she wanted to go back to her room and fantasize about one day having her own ticklish way with Cheyenne.
“Good night!” Cheyenne told her and then headed back to her room. She took a deep breath and was happy she escaped further tickle torment. Now she could go back to her room and wait for her friends to arrive. Once she made it to her room, she sat back on her bed and resumed writing her letter to the child who wrote to her. She continued to write and then she heard a knock at her door. She put the letter down on the bed and got up off the bed. She walked over to the door, and she turned the knob and opened the door. She then smiled as she saw two very friendly faces. It was her friends, Molly and Ann! She felt a wave of excitement as they finally arrived. “Hello!! I am so glad you both made it over!” she told them and then motioned her hand to invite them into the room.
“Cheyenne! So glad to see you!” Molly said with excitement in her voice. She felt really happy to see her best friend and was always excited to see her. As the school year was coming to a close, Molly would often reflect on the entire year. This was her second year at this school, and it was the best school year ever. It started out a little frightening as she remembered what happened to her in her freshman year. She was bullied by Pam and Penelope and forced to do a research paper for Pam. She was very afraid that she might have to do that again and hoped to avoid that woman. Then on the first day of school, she went to have lunch all by herself like she usually did. She figured no one would talk to her, so she prepared herself to focus on her studies and do her best to enjoy herself. That was when she met Cheyenne. Cheyenne had sat down with her at that lunch table and talked to her like she was important. That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship for her. She never had a friend like that in her life, as she normally would be by herself. She had a few people that she interacted with growing up, but no one was considered a good friend. Molly absolutely adored the fact that she now had someone who genuinely cared about her. Even though there was another run-in with Pam, and she suffered a lot of humiliation, it was because of Cheyenne that her nightmare with Pam was over. After being completely humiliated and having her first sexual contact forced on her with Cheyenne by Pam, she was free of that bully. It was such a great feeling and she remembered how she expressed her gratitude to Cheyenne that day. It was such a beautiful moment and it made her realize that she was someone and she was someone who deserved to be happy.
The rest of the school year, she and Cheyenne got really close. She loved their conversations and interactions together. She even felt more confident around school and spoke to many different students in her class. She was still a bit shy, but she was coming out of the shell and noticed that the others started to like her too. She was no longer that quiet girl with the very thick eyeglasses that had no friends. She was viewed as a normal student, and very personable to interact with. Now that the school year was coming to a close, she wondered what her summer was going to be like. She knew she would go back home to see her father, but she wanted to see more of Cheyenne. During the next school year, she hoped to continue their friendship. Now she was visiting her friend and looked forward to a very enjoyable time.
“Cheyenne!! How are you doing? Were you done studying?” Ann asked her. She was very happy to be in Cheyenne’s presence once again. She loved their friendship and she even felt herself having a small, romantic crush on Cheyenne. She truly adored the young woman, and they would be forever linked. She was also going to be a sex slave in the trafficking ring ran by Priscilla and Gloria. She met Cheyenne there as they escaped but didn’t realize who she was until Cheyenne became a student at this school. She was also attacked and tormented by Pam, and with the help of Cheyenne, she got a small measure of revenge against Pam. That was a very eventful day. There were times throughout the school year that she reflected on what happened that day. She really focused on the kiss she gave Cheyenne that day. She really liked her and had times where she wanted to have some sexual contact with her. However, she never pressed the issue again because she was afraid that she would be rejected. Ann adored Cheyenne and valued their friendship. She did not want to risk anything. She did enjoy interacting with both Cheyenne and Molly and they were such a trio. They had a lot of fun this past year and it was sad that the year was ending. She knew over the summer; she would be traveling with her parents back to her ancestral country of China. She really hoped the summer would be quick, so she could see her beautiful friends once again.
“Yeah, I am done. Hehe I had Emily over to do some math work. I can’t believe finals are coming so soon! I think I will be ready, but I am so nervous.” Cheyenne responded. Even though she had such high marks in classes, she never took anything for granted and hoped to ace that final exam.
“You are so funny! Of course you will be ready for it. You work so hard, and I just know you will get an A!” Molly told her. She then made her way over to the desk and sat down in the chair. She saw Cheyenne sitting on her bed and now Ann sat next to her. She looked at Cheyenne’s face and saw that it was shining a little. “Hey, are you hot or something? Your face is shining. Haha” she asked.
Cheyenne smiled as she heard that question. She lifted her right arm and wiped her forehead, then looked at her forearm and saw the sweat. She remembered what happened to her and she smiled. “Yeah, I am hot, actually. While I waited for you guys, I got attacked! hehehe” she giggled.
“What?? You got attacked?? By whom?” Ann asked. She could see that Cheyenne was a little sweaty and now she was concerned.
“By some of the girls in this residence Hall. After Emily left my room, she got attacked by them. Hehehe They were holding her down and tickling her like crazy! I went to go look and I guess they decided I needed to be tickled too!” Cheyenne explained.
“What? Haha Are you serious? You got tickled?” Molly asked. At first, she was concerned about Cheyenne getting attacked, but she could hear the laughter in her voice, so she figured it was not a brutal attack, but something playful.
“Yes! They tackled me to the floor and then got on top of me and tickled me! Oh man, they were so brutal with it! hehehe I barely made it out with my life!” Cheyenne told them. She thought about what happened and could feel her body becoming sensitive again.
“You poor thing! Wow, so they pounced on you and tickled you? Where did they tickle you?” Ann asked. She was interested in this story since it sounded like a fun time.
“They got me all over my upper body. They tickled my tummy and my ribs! My neck and my poor armpits. I was laughing uncontrollably! Hehe” Cheyenne recounted and shivered from the thought.
Ann loved hearing about Cheyenne in a vulnerable state and pictured what it must have looked like. Her eyes then went down towards Cheyenne’s feet and wondered if they were tickled too. “Hey, did they tickle your feet as well?” she asked.
“Thank goodness, NO! hahaha I mean, that would have been bad if they did!” Cheyenne told her. She remembered how close she was to losing her moccasins and having her feet tickled.
“Thank goodness! I know your feet are really bad! Haha How did you escape?” Molly asked. She was grateful that she was not part of that tickle attack.
“Oh, Miss Clark came into the hallway and got them to stop. I mean, if she was a minute late, I would have gotten my feet tickled because that was their next target!” Cheyenne told them. She could see how fascinated her friends were with this story and it made her smile. “Like I told you, I barely got out of there with my life!” she added.
“Hahaha that is so funny! Well good thing Miss Clark rescued you. You would still be laughing yourself silly right now if it wasn’t for her.” Ann told her. She then thought about something that happened the previous school year. Like Molly, this was her second year at the school and during her freshman year, she remembered the events at the end of that school year. “Oh!! Which reminds me, we all need to be careful right now. There seems to be a tradition at this school, especially towards the end of the school year.” she warned.
“What tradition? What happens this time of year?” Cheyenne asked. Judging by Ann’s tone of voice, she wondered what happened.
“Well…..I remember last year and was told that there is a tradition at this school that goes back years! It seems like there is a gang of girls around campus that would capture unsuspecting students and……” Ann said and then paused for dramatic effect. She wanted to make it seem like a very scary thing.
“And what? Tell me! Don’t leave me in suspense!” Cheyenne said with a smile. She was curious about what this tradition was.
“…..they would……..tickle them! Hahahahahahaha!!!” Ann said to her with an evil laugh. She looked at Cheyenne and saw the look of surprise on her face.
“You’re so silly! You had me going there for a moment.” Cheyenne responded. She loved the way Ann set her up to scare her and shook her head.
“Well, she is actually telling the truth. That is a tradition here….” Molly interjected. She loved the way Ann was setting up the story and saw Cheyenne’s reaction.
Cheyenne looked at Molly and now she was curious. She was surprised that the story may have been true. “Really? There is a group of girls going around, capturing other girls and tickling them? That sounds….scary.” she said, her voice lowering thinking about that idea.
“Yeah, it is scary. They don’t do it viciously, but they do go around tickling girls like crazy. Sometimes even removing their clothes. There were about 5 victims last year. I heard the year before, there were 3 girls. It seems like this happens every year. I was told it was a way of getting students to focus on studying and also relieving stress. No one knows who the gang is, but we are all nervous.” Ann explained. She remembered hearing about that tradition and was very grateful she wasn’t a victim. What was frightening for her was that even though she was not attacked during her freshman year, she did end up getting tickled viciously when she was trapped in that cavern in Santa Selena. That wasn’t about fun, it was meant to break her will, so she would become a very obedient sex slave.
Cheyenne’s jaw dropped to the floor when hearing that description. She found it unbelievable that a gang of women tickling the others was taking place. After all of her experiences during Santa Selena and even the beginning of this school year, she hoped she would never have to worry about torturous tickling experiences ever again. She looked over at Ann and then Molly. “Wow, that is scary! I guess we have to be really careful around here this time of year.” she said in a nervous tone.
“Yes, we do! I forgot all about that tradition. I stayed inside my dorm room a lot last year at this time, so I knew I was going to be safe. But I did hear about the tradition, and it made me think of what Pam did to me. I don’t think it would be the same, but still, it is scary.” Molly added. She remembered being told of the tradition last year and kept herself in her room to avoid any potential kidnappings and tickle torture.
“So, let’s be careful….” Ann reminded the group. She then looked over at her two friends and smiled. She wanted to lighten the mood again since they were all going to just hang out for a while. “So, what are we going to do tonight?” she asked.
Cheyenne snapped out of her trance, thinking about that story. She hoped she never got to experience that tradition and figured she better keep herself vigilant the last few weeks. She then started to converse with both Molly and Ann, and they enjoyed the rest of the evening. Their talk was very animated, and they shared a lot of laughter. It felt good being with them and she thought about the upcoming summer. She was definitely going to miss the two of them, even though she would be going back home and being with her people. They were such a great trio of friends and looked forward to spending as much time as possible with them before the year ended.
TWO DAYS LATER
Cheyenne was sitting at a table in the library with her books spread out all over it. Being in the library was one of her favorite things to do. She loved studying in her room, but she also loved being in the library as it was filled with such great books. Not only for academics, but for pleasure reading as well. She was trying to complete an essay for her English class and came to the library to find the necessary reference books. She had a pencil between her teeth as she flipped through the pages of a book, eagerly trying to find a reference she would use. Her eyes remained focused on those pages and then her eyes caught something she needed, and she let the pencil drop out of her mouth and onto the table, making a small noise. “Found it!” she said in a hushed tone.
“What did you find?” Molly asked as she could see the delight on her friend’s face. She also loved coming to the library to be amongst all the books and literature. It was always refreshing to be friends with someone so fascinated with learning new things. She was doing her own research for her chemistry class and needed that look of joy on Cheyenne’s face as a welcomed distraction.
“I found that reference I needed. This essay is harder than I thought. I am so glad I am almost done with it.” Cheyenne responded. She picked up the pencil from the table and started to write down a few notes.
“Hehehe you are so dedicated to that paper. Is it your greatest challenge?” Molly said in a teasing voice. She loved playing with Cheyenne, and they had many fun times teasing each other when it came to studies. “Or will the great essay vanquish the noble Cheyenne?” she said in an excited tone.
Cheyenne looked over at Molly and giggled. She loved the way her friend would tease her in these moments. It always broke the tension she had whenever she was stuck in the middle of a homework assignment. She then squinted her eyes and got into a serious look. “No!!! This paper will not beat me! I have explored the depths of its soul and I think I found a weakness! It appears the noble and very beautiful Cheyenne will defeat this essay once and for all! And the people cheered!” she teased back.
“Hehehe you are so silly! Let’s hope the noble and very beautiful Cheyenne will do a great job on her essay. Hehehe Now, one day, that same beautiful woman will have to join my world. The world of chemistry!” Molly responded.
“Um…..the noble and beautiful Cheyenne doesn’t know about that! Hehehehehe” Cheyenne said as she leaned back and put her hands up, acting like she was afraid of what Molly said. “I have seen your homework, and it might as well be something from another planet.” she joked.
“You would do great! You are so smart! I know you can handle it. Then maybe we can have a class together, or I would be more than happy to teach you! Chemistry is……fun!” Molly said with joy in her voice. She really loved the subject of chemistry, and even admired a few female chemists. She loved hearing about a chemist named Rachel Lloyd who was gaining some news as a great teacher of the subject. She loved her own chemistry teacher at the school. She wanted to perhaps be a chemist in her future, even though it was a male dominated field of study. Molly would dream of perhaps one day discovering some major breakthrough where it could help all of society. She would talk about her dreams with Cheyenne and loved how her best friend would be so fascinated and also very encouraging.
“Hehe that is your world. I might do it JUST so you can help me study, but I will have to wait and see.” Cheyenne told her. She absolutely adored Molly’s enthusiasm and really hoped her friend would become someone famous in that field of study. She wasn’t sure what her own future was going to be. She loved being at school and learning so many new things, but she also thought about her tribe. One day, she would be their leader, so she might not get a career in something she was studying while at school. It was a weird feeling because she was destined to be the new leader of the Elu tribe one day, but she also desired to do some kind of career in this English world. She then focused her eyes back on her paper. She wanted to finish the paper, so she and Molly could go get lunch.
“Ok, suit yourself. But you are missing out…..hehehehe” Molly giggled, then went back to her own homework.
Thirty minutes went by, and Cheyenne started to tap her pencil on one of the pages of a book, and realized she needed more books to get references. She looked up at Molly and could see how engrossed she looked in her subject matter. She grinned as she loved that, but she had to go get another book. She knew it would be on the first floor somewhere, as she and Molly were on the second floor of the library. “I will be right back; I have to go find a certain book. I hope you don’t miss me too much. Hehehe” she joked.
Molly looked up from her textbook and saw Cheyenne getting up from her chair. She heard her words and she smiled. She leaned back for a moment and put her hands onto her heart. “I am going to miss you so much. Please….please my love, don’t be long. My heart breaks whenever you are not with me.” she said in a loving voice, then batted her eyelashes behind her thick eyeglasses.
“Hehehehe you are so silly! I will be right back.” Cheyenne told her then walked away. She made her way to the stairs of the library and walked down. Her leather shoes were quietly touching the wooden stairs and she finally made it down to the first floor. She turned her head towards a certain section of the library and headed in that direction. She made it over to a row of shelved books and started to look for a particular book. She went down a row of books, and realized her book was on the other side. She made it to the other row of books and ran her fingers along the books. She then stopped and her eyes lit up! She had found the book she was seeking and pulled it from the shelf. She opened it up and flipped through the pages. She found what she was looking for inside the book and she smiled. Now she could go back to her table and continue to write her paper. As she started to walk, she nearly bumped into another student. “Oh, excuse me!” she said to the person.
“You’re ok. Oh….it’s you….” the person responded.
Cheyenne’s eyes popped wide open as she recognized the person standing before her. Her emotions started to go into a frenzy as she actively tried to avoid this person throughout the school year. If she did cross paths with her, she made it very brief and always wanted to go somewhere else. She could not forget what this person did to her early in the school year and still felt that feeling of betrayal. “Oh, excuse me Penelope…” she muttered, then tried to walk away.
“Cheyenne! Wait! Please…” Penelope told her. She felt her own emotions building as she wanted to speak to Cheyenne. She had been wanting to talk to her since the incident in the first part of the school year. Even though she would cross paths with Cheyenne from time to time, she knew the young woman was trying to avoid her. Cheyenne wasn’t mean to her, or rude, but she could tell she did not want to speak with her.
Cheyenne knew she could have kept walking away, but she didn’t like ignoring people. She stopped in her tracks and contemplated running out of there as fast as she could, but she also had this curiosity in her mind. The tone of Penelope’s voice didn’t sound upset, it sounded genuine with some kind of compassion in it. It made her wonder what she wanted with her. She remembered how she had helped Penelope with her math homework, and even thought she was forming a bond with her. It was such a nice interaction and found Penelope to be an alright person. She was not like her friend Pam. Cheyenne remembered when Penelope apologized to her after her moment with Pam, but she just could not bring herself to associate with Penelope afterwards. She took a deep breath and then turned around. She looked at Penelope’s face and could see some emotion in it. She told herself she could at least hear what she had to say, then leave and go back to her friend Molly. “What is it? What do you want?” she asked.
Penelope felt her pulse racing and her breathing became a little shallower. This was her chance to speak to Cheyenne. She felt nervous because this might be her last chance to speak to Cheyenne for the rest of the school year. “I…I just wanted to talk to you.” she told her in a nervous voice.
Cheyenne felt herself trembling a little. Even though she could tell Penelope looked nervous, she was still cautious. It could have been an elaborate plot to get her and perhaps get revenge for Pam. She looked at Penelope and saw the emotions in the girl’s eyes. Penelope was a bigger person than her in stature, standing 5’7” tall, with an athletic body. She could see the dirty blond hair that was tied back into a ponytail and being honest with herself, she was very cute. But right now, she wanted to get out of the moment and go back to Molly. “Why do you want to talk to me? I know we spoke briefly a long time ago, but I….I don’t really want to talk to you.” she responded.
Penelope felt the angst in her heart hearing those words from Cheyenne. She knew she hurt Cheyenne those months ago, and she really wanted to make things right. She always felt terrible for what she did, and she wanted to work things out with the young Native American woman. “Just give me a chance. I….I want to apologize…” she started to say.
“You already did. I accepted your apology, so please Penelope, just let me be.” Cheyenne told her, then turned around again. She felt herself getting emotional as the moment was becoming too intense for her.
“Cheyenne! Please….I really want to apologize to you. I didn’t mean to do those things.” Penelope cried out to her. She really wanted to make peace with Cheyenne.
Cheyenne turned around and looked at Penelope’s face. She could see she was emotional, but that feeling of betrayal really got to her. She thought about what happened to not only her, but to poor Molly. Her emotions started to build and realized she was about to have this confrontation. “You didn’t mean to do those things? You really hurt me, Penelope. I thought you were actually really nice. Even though you and Pam jumped on me in the beginning, I thought you were nice when we studied together. I was starting to like you!” she yelled out, her emotions really starting to come out.
Penelope felt her heart sink as she heard those words. She could hear the emotion in Cheyenne’s voice, and she could feel the pain. She knew Cheyenne was right. She knew how she and Pam both attacked Cheyenne between some bungalows and tickled her silly, until they were interrupted by Ann. She knew how even after that; Cheyenne was willing to help her study for math because she was failing the class. That moment was a wonderful time. She felt more confident in her math class and did end up with a B on her test at the time. She felt Cheyenne was so nice, so kind, and she did like her. But the influence of Pam was too great, and she had to follow her. Now, because of her following Pam’s wishes, this bright young lady was very upset with her. “I-I am nice. I know you find it hard to believe, but honestly, I do like you. I think you are the nicest person I have ever met. I am really sorry for what happened. I really am!” she responded.
Cheyenne was now starting to not only feel hurt, but anger as well. She thought back to that moment when she and Molly had been captured and taken into that empty classroom. She never forgot the moment she realized that Penelope was participating in the tickle torture of herself and Molly. It broke her heart that even though she helped this person through their own personal problems, that same person still put her and her best friend at school in total torment and humiliation. Her eyes started to water, and now she was going to have this confrontation. “You like me?! THEN WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO ME???!!! I know I was laughing, but inside, my heart was broken! Not just for me, but for what you did to Molly!!! You completely humiliated her!!! You KNOW she is so shy and quiet, and you stripped her naked! You tickled her without any kindness and then you….you know what you did to us….” she said, her voice rising at times.
Penelope felt her head drop as she remembered that moment. She and Pam had kidnapped Molly and forced her into an empty classroom. From there, they tickled her all over, trying to force Molly to do Pam’s research paper once again. The sound of that tortured laughter filled the classroom and, in that moment, Penelope did enjoy herself. Then, Cheyenne showed up looking for her friend and as she tickled Molly, Pam had attacked Cheyenne and tickled her ruthlessly. Then, both women were stripped naked. She stripped Molly naked, and Pam stripped Cheyenne. She felt horrible seeing Cheyenne getting humiliated, but she was wrapped up in the moment. Then, under Pam’s direction, they managed to take the two naked young women and forced them to scissor with each other and their most private areas were touching. Pam then directed her to tickle Cheyenne’s extended feet, while she tickled Molly’s. Both women were writhing in ticklish agony, and because of their position, their vaginas were grinding against one another. This eventually forced both women to have orgasms. It was such a highly erotic moment, but there was something else. It was the look Cheyenne gave her when she tickled her and the sounds of Molly’s broken-hearted tears and cries that stayed within her own soul. It was a feeling she carried with her the rest of the school year. She would see both Molly and Cheyenne sometimes and felt guilty over what happened. Penelope never told Pam how she felt, but deep inside she wanted forgiveness. “Yeah…I remember.” she mumbled.
“That was such a horrible moment for both of us….” Cheyenne said in a hushed tone. Her mind was now having those very vivid memories of that moment. She felt all her emotions about to pour out and she was fighting back tears. “You hurt me Penelope, you really hurt me, and you really hurt Molly.” she continued.
Penelope could see the emotion in Cheyenne’s eyes, and it looked like she wanted to cry. She also felt the urge to cry, and she felt her emotions really starting to break. “I know I did. I live with that memory every day. I can’t get the sound of Molly crying out of my head. There are times when I am in my bed, and I can hear her cries. I am so sorry, I really am.” she said to her with her voice breaking.
Cheyenne could hear the emotion in Penelope’s voice and could tell there was genuine sorrow in it. She never expected to have this kind of conversation this day, but now that she was, she was going to go all the way. “You made us have sexual contact with each other. Do you know how humiliating that is for someone like me? Do you know how really humiliating it was for Molly? You know she is shy, and you made her have sexual contact with me! Her heart was broken that night. She is such a beautiful person. She is kind, she is smart, and she has the biggest heart. She is very beautiful! So why? If you feel bad for what you did, why did you do it in the first place?” she asked.
Penelope heard that question and her heart skipped a beat. That was a question she constantly asked herself over the school year. She wanted to answer that question truthfully and really hoped she could get Cheyenne to understand. “It…it is hard to explain. I know this won’t be easy for you to hear, but please just try to understand. I have asked myself that very same question since that day….” she answered.
Cheyenne could hear that emotion and now she wondered what was the reason that Penelope betrayed her and humiliated Molly. She wondered if she would hear some flimsy excuse. She looked at Penelope in her eyes and saw the pain. “Go on…..tell me.” she responded.
“This is hard to explain. You see, Pam is my only friend here on this campus. When I met her last year, we just got along. I wanted to be around her. She comes from a rich family, and she will be the type of person that will live a life of luxury. I know she can be mean to others. She is such a powerful influence. She can get people to feel things her way. I kind of felt obligated to go along with whatever she wanted to do. There are people out there where they can just get people to be like that. I hope this makes a little sense to you.” Penelope told her. She hoped that Cheyenne could understand the friendship dynamic she had with Pam. She knew Pam could be cruel to others, but it just seemed like it was the right thing to do. Pam would talk about how people are beneath her and she had to make sure they understood their place in front of her. That kind of attitude was addicting to Penelope. She liked it when others had fear of Pam and then her. Now she was trying to explain it to Cheyenne. She felt bad for that moment as she thought they had gone too far, but it was still the explanation.
Cheyenne heard that reasoning and even though she hated that reasoning, it made sense. After living with Priscilla for a year in Mexico, she watched as that woman demeaned and bossed other women around. She experienced it herself. Priscilla was always cruel to her, and she even got other workers to be mean to her as well. She did understand how some people had that certain type of control over others, even if what they were doing was wrong. She didn’t like that reasoning, but she did understand what Penelope was trying to explain. “Yeah, I think I know what you are saying. Believe me, I know people like Pam from my own life experiences…” she told her.
Penelope was surprised by Cheyenne’s response to her. She heard her words and thought that perhaps this might be the opening she needed to finally get forgiveness from Cheyenne. “So, I guess I got caught up in the scheme she laid out. I didn’t know she was going to do that to you and Molly. I thought we were just going to torment you both by tickling you, but she had that plan to strip the both of you. I….I know I shouldn’t have done it, but I guess I just went along with whatever she said.” she said in a soft voice.
Cheyenne heard the explanation and didn’t know how to feel. She understood the dynamic, but the fact she was still betrayed and her best friend at this school was utterly destroyed emotionally still bothered her. “Well, are you still friends with her?” she asked.
Penelope gulped when she heard that question. She grew afraid her response was not going to be well-received, but she wanted to be honest. “Yeah, I am still friends with her. I am not going to lie to you, Cheyenne.” she answered.
Cheyenne felt her emotions swirling again as she heard that answer. She started to feel like Penelope was truly sincere in her apologies, but the fact she was still friends with a person that was very much like Priscilla was too much. She wanted to yell at her, but she figured that wouldn’t accomplish anything. She wanted to leave this conversation as it was really tearing her apart emotionally. “Well, that is your choice. Penelope, I understand your explanation and I already accepted your apology. But that was still very mean what you did to us. Please, please just let us be. If Pam is still your friend, you know she will probably try to do something to us again. I can’t really trust you right now. You could be plotting with her to get some revenge or something. So, please. Let me walk away. I got studying to do. Please….leave myself and Molly alone. I hope you do well on your finals, but just leave us alone. Ok?” she told her.
Penelope heard Cheyenne’s words and it broke her heart. She did understand why Cheyenne felt the way she felt and knew she was right to feel that way. Her association with Pam was always going to be something that she had to live with and cost her any chance of being friends with Cheyenne. She figured it was probably a good time to stop bothering the young Native American woman and just try again later. “Ok…..I understand. I really hope you forgive me, Cheyenne. I feel horrible for what I did to you and to Molly. I hope one day I can be your friend. Thank you for wishing me well, and I know you will do well on your finals. Thank you…” she told her.
Cheyenne nodded her head and then turned around. She wanted to get away from this situation as fast as possible as it was an emotional confrontation. She started to have mixed emotions about everything. She absolutely hated Penelope for being a part of that terrible moment, but she also heard the sincerity in the voice of Penelope. She did understand that an influential person could have such control over others and make them do things they normally wouldn’t do. What helped her decide to not forgive her at the moment was that it was up to Molly. It was Molly that suffered the most. Her mind flashed back once again to that day and the sound of Molly’s cries truly smashed her heart. She felt her body temperature rising and her face felt flushed. She walked away from the area and headed back to her study area. As she got closer to that area, she saw Molly staring into her textbook and she really felt those emotions. She decided she wouldn’t tell Molly about her interaction because she did not want her friend to remember that moment. Molly had come such a long way from the night, and she didn’t want to ruin the mood. She made it back to the table, pulled out her chair and then sat down. She was hoping Molly would just study so she could get herself together.
Molly was looking into her book, then looked over to her paper where she wrote down some chemistry equations. She was hard at work and wasn’t paying close attention to her surroundings. She then sensed someone sitting at the table and knew it had to be Cheyenne returning from her search for more references. She looked up so she could smile at her friend. She saw her sitting there and then she noticed her face. She saw that Cheyenne did not have her usual smile or her happy demeanor. She could tell something was bothering her best friend as she seemed a little emotional. Concern washed over her, and she had to find out what could have possibly happened. “Hey, are you ok?” she asked.
Cheyenne tried her best to look at her books while she tried to compose herself again. She didn’t want Molly to be worried or be aware of her confrontation with Penelope. She heard Molly’s question, and she looked up. She saw Molly staring at her and she knew her body language was being read by Molly. She had to do her best to not make her worried. “Nothing. I am ok. I found my references, so I will go back to studying.” she said with a half-smile, doing everything she could to not give away what she was actually feeling.
“Cheyenne, what’s wrong? I can tell something happened to you.” Molly told her. She could see the wetness in Cheyenne’s eyes and could tell she was breathing harder. She had spent the last 9 months with her, so she knew when something was bothering her. She dropped her pencil onto her paper and folded her hands. She knew something major had happened and wanted to find out so she could help her. “Tell me. I can see it all over your face.” she requested.
Cheyenne could feel Molly’s concern and she adored her. She knew she would eventually have to tell her, but she still did not want to ruin Molly’s day. “It’s nothing. Let’s go back to studying. I am ok. Thank you for asking.” she replied in a soft voice and then looked at her book.
“No, something is wrong. Cheyenne, you can tell me. What happened? I am worried about you. You trust me, right?” Molly asked. Her concern continued to grow, and she really wanted to help her.
Cheyenne looked back up at Molly and saw the look on her face. She really loved her friend and appreciated her concern about her. She knew she would eventually tell her, so she decided to take the risk. She swallowed hard and then looked at that concerned face. “I saw someone just now, and I had a really tough talk.” she whispered.
Molly’s eyes went wide as she heard that answer. She really wanted to know what happened because Cheyenne was so friendly with everyone, she couldn’t think of anyone she would have a tough talk with. “Who did you see? Everyone loves you, Cheyenne. What kind of talk was it? Come on, tell me.” she asked.
Cheyenne shook her head softly and figured she might as well tell her what happened. There was no way Molly was going to stop asking her. “Ok, I will tell you. I saw Penelope. She saw me and wanted to talk to me.” she said in her soft voice.
Molly’s eyes grew very wide behind her thick eyeglasses as she heard that name. That name struck terror in her body as she definitely remembered who that was. Although Penelope was not as horrible of a person as her friend Pam, she was still part of the torment she went through with those ladies. She remembered how it was Penelope that held her down while Pam tickle tortured her. It was Penelope that stripped her naked and played with her private areas during that attack in the empty classroom. Even though she knew Penelope had apologized to Cheyenne after they got their revenge on Pam, she still had a lot of emotions towards her. She felt her heart sink as that part of the past came back. Molly successfully avoided Pam the rest of the school year, and also Penelope. Now, Penelope came back into their consciousness, and she grew worried. She wondered if they were coming back for revenge. “Oh no!!! She confronted you?!” she said in shock, then placed her hands over her mouth in fear.
Cheyenne saw Molly’s reaction and that was what she wanted to avoid. She knew talking about Penelope was going to open up some really terrible memories for her. She lowered her head and sighed. “Yes, she confronted me. She said she wanted to talk to me.” she murmured.
“What did she say??!! Did she try to hurt you? Did she say something mean to you?” Molly asked with concern in her voice. She wondered if Penelope threatened Cheyenne or said some very harsh things to her. She remembered Penelope would call her “troll” which always hurt her feelings. She hadn’t heard that insult in a very long time, and her own self confidence grew over the school year. But now, hearing that Penelope confronted Cheyenne, it brought back all those terrible memories.
Cheyenne lifted her head again and saw that fear in Molly’s eyes. She knew she had to give details because she didn’t want Molly to think the wrong things. She leaned forward and took Molly’s hands into hers. “No, she didn’t threaten me, or tell me anything mean. She said she wanted to apologize, and she wanted to be friends.” she answered.
Molly’s jaw hit the table as she heard that answer. She remembered when Cheyenne told her that Penelope apologized to her that moment after they got revenge on Pam, and now she was doing it again. She didn’t know what to think, and she could understand why Cheyenne was feeling the way she was. “She did? I don’t know what to say. What did you tell her?” she asked.
“I told her that I accepted her apology, but I can’t forgive her. I can’t trust her. It got emotional because we talked about….well, you remembered what happened to us in that classroom.” Cheyenne told her. She knew that topic was really going to bother Molly, so she held her hands a little tighter.
Molly’s eyes grew large when hearing about that moment in the classroom. It was the most humiliating moment in her entire life, and she hoped to never think about it again. She could feel Cheyenne’s hands gripping hers tighter and she felt her heart racing. She was curious about what the conversation was about that night, but also afraid to feel all those negative memories again. She looked at Cheyenne’s sad face and took a deep breath. “Yes, I remember. What did she say?” she asked in a quiet voice.
“She tried to tell me how bad she felt. She said that it wasn’t the plan to do that to us. She said it was Pam that created that plan to, you know, join us together in that way. She said she went along with it but felt really bad.” Cheyenne answered. She felt her nerves tingling as talking about that moment was always tough.
Molly started to think about that moment in vivid detail. She remembered how embarrassed and crushed she was to be stripped naked. Then she was joined together with Cheyenne’s naked body and their vaginas touched one another. She remembered getting her foot tickled at that moment and how she and Cheyenne started grinding against one another until they both had orgasms. It was such a surreal memory for her. It was a horrible moment because she was forced to have sexual contact with her best friend, but then she felt another type of feeling. That moment was her first sexual contact with another person in her entire life. She would think about that moment from time to time because it felt great for her. The way she felt Cheyenne’s wetness sliding and grinding against hers. Molly thought about how good she felt and because it was Cheyenne, her body let itself go in that moment. That orgasm felt amazing and even when she played with herself when she was alone in her room, nothing ever came close to that same intensity of an orgasm she had in that moment. The feeling was weird to her because she loved Cheyenne with all of her heart, but not in a romantic way. She would wonder if something like that would ever happen again. To feel that sheer pleasure with her best friend, but that would be weird and probably make Cheyenne hate her. It was why she never talked about it again since they discussed it in Cheyenne’s room right after they got revenge on Pam. She snapped out of her daze and saw Cheyenne looking at her. She could feel those soft hands touching hers and she knew how emotional this was for both of them. “I….I can’t believe she talked to you about that day. Does she really feel bad? Or do you think she and Pam are setting us up again so they can torture us again? What if they attack us? What if they strip us naked again and make us touch one another again like that night?” she asked in a rapid-fire style.
Cheyenne could hear that emotion in the voice, and she wanted to hug Molly. She was worried about the trauma that Molly may have, and she understood that. After her own humiliation in that cavern in Santa Selena, she knew the kind of mental and emotional toll it could have on an individual. She really hoped Molly would be ok after all of that. “That was my concern too. I don’t know if she is plotting something with Pam. I might be crazy, but I also wonder if she is telling the truth. When I think about that night, I remember how apologetic she was afterwards. Pam was gloating and being mean, but Penelope seemed to be a little different. I don’t know…maybe I am just imagining things. She is probably still evil, and I wonder if she and Pam went after anyone else.” she said softly.
Molly closed her eyes for a moment as she wanted to get control of her emotions. The thought of Penelope and Pam going after other students was a scary thought but also very plausible. She was very happy that she was no longer being attacked and ridiculed by that pair but would feel horrible if someone else suffered her fate. She opened her eyes again and felt sadness. “Well, I hope they haven’t. It was very cruel what they did to us, and I don’t wish that for anyone else. I am sorry Cheyenne….” she said.
“Sorry for what? You didn’t do anything wrong.” Cheyenne asked. She could see how emotional Molly was getting and she really wanted to just comfort her.
“I am sorry I ever got you involved in that ordeal. I still feel a little guilty. You are my best friend and I love you so much. I think about how we went through all of that, and you are someone who didn’t deserve any of that. I know we have been having a really great time since that moment, but I look at you now and can see how it still bothers you. I am so sorry.” Molly explained. She always had a feeling of guilt because even though they both had such a great rest of the school year, that trauma would always be in their collective memories. She felt bad for herself, but even worse for someone as wonderful as Cheyenne to experience it too, especially after what she learned about what happened in Santa Selena with both Cheyenne and Ann.
“Molly….” Cheyenne started to say. She always felt a great sadness whenever Molly would place the blame on herself over what happened. It might be something that she would always do, so she wanted to make sure she comforted and reassure her beautiful friend. “…..you never have to apologize. I am glad I am your friend. You are such a beautiful woman. You have the kindest heart. You are so much fun to be around. What they did, there are just people in the world who do those things. They may have done it to me even if we didn’t know each other. But I can tell you this and I mean this with my whole heart. You are the best thing to ever happen to me at this school. You made this first year in school better than I could ever imagine. I didn’t know if I would make friends or not. I could not have gotten a better woman to be my friend than you at this school. So, thank you. Thank you for being yourself and making me so happy. I love you too, Molly.” she said with her voice cracking with emotion.
Molly’s eyes began to water as she heard those words. It made her feel incredible to hear how she was such a positive thing in someone else’s life. That made her very happy, and she knew that what Cheyenne was saying was sincere and very real. She started to have a smile on her face because she knew she had made a friend for life. “Thank you. Thank you for saying that.” she said in an emotional voice.
“Now, let’s try to forget about Penelope. She said what she had to say and hopefully we will never talk to her again. Let’s be happy again. I wish I had better control of my emotions before coming back to this table. I didn’t want to make you sad. So, I apologize to you.” Cheyenne said to her.
“You never have to apologize. I agree with you. Let’s forget about her. We are both supposed to be happy. Should we finish our studies?” Molly asked. She felt good having that conversation with Cheyenne and probably needed to have that reassurance that she would be ok and that moment from the past would not overtake her mind and emotions.
“Yes, let’s finish our studies. Hehe then we can go meet with Ann and get some food. I am getting hungry.” Cheyenne responded with a smile. She took a deep breath and then went back to her books. She did find the references she needed and began to work on her essay. She was happy that they both managed to survive that interaction with Penelope, and she also got to say some very nice things to Molly. She always thought it would be good to express how much they adored one another, which would only make their friendship stronger. She did hope that she never had to deal with Penelope or even Pam ever again. They were so close to the end of the year, and they wouldn’t have to worry about running into either woman again. Now, she could move forward and finish this school year on a strong note and then prepare for the summer.
TWO HOURS LATER
Cheyenne was sitting at a lunch table in the school cafeteria eating her sandwich. She looked across the table and saw Molly eating her lunch. She felt very hungry as she did not get breakfast this morning. She was happy she finished gathering her references for her essay, but still felt some of the emotions of what transpired in the library a few hours ago. She and Molly were in better spirits, and she hoped that she would never hear from Pam or Penelope ever again. She took another bite of her sandwich and then her eyes caught something, and she smiled. She saw Ann approaching and now their trio was going to be complete. She swallowed her food and watched as Ann sat down next to Molly. “Hi Ann!” she said with a smile.
“Hi Cheyenne! Hi Molly!” Ann said with a smile as she prepared to eat her lunch. She loved being around these two friends and they always tried to have at least one meal together every day. She looked over at Molly and smiled.
Molly felt Ann sit next to her and she looked over. She finished swallowing her own food and smiled at her other friend. This was another moment that Molly treasured. When she began this school year, she had no friends to be with. During her freshman year, she would always eat alone. Now, all her meals were mostly with Cheyenne, and sometimes it was just her and Ann. She loved having friends and now it was time for another moment of enjoyment. “Hi Ann! Just got out of class?” she asked.
“Yes, finally. I can’t believe the school year is almost over! We have the rest of this week, then next week. Then……Finals week! It goes so fast!” Ann told the group.
“It did go really fast. This has been a really great experience for me. I like school. This is fun!” Cheyenne told them. She was excited as she reflected on her first year at the school.
“This is the best school year in my entire life! I got to meet two amazing friends. Thank you both for making my school year wonderful…” Molly told them. She was really happy right now as she knew the year was about to end.
“Awww…. Thank you for making my first year so beautiful. You know we all have to be together again next school year, right?” Cheyenne asked.
“Of course!!! You are not getting away from us! Hehe” Ann responded. She looked at Cheyenne’s beautiful face and couldn’t wait to see her again during the next school year as well.
“Hehehe good! Next year will be even better! Are you ready for your finals?” Cheyenne asked Ann.
“For the most part. My math class will be the most challenging, but I should be ok. I am worried about my friend in that class though. She is struggling right now and barely holding onto a C for a grade. She is SO stressed right now. Poor thing…” Ann responded. She then looked at Cheyenne’s face and remembered something. Cheyenne was great at math and was helping other students with the math classes all year long. “Hey, do you think you could help my friend too? Just for our last homework assignment. Maybe you can get her to feel better.” she asked.
“Help your friend? What about you? Do you want to help her?” Cheyenne responded. She loved the fact that many girls wanted her help with math, but she also didn’t want to overwhelm herself as well. She and Ann had different math classes, so she was not familiar with where the teacher was.
“I can help her, but I am only getting a B. I am not as smart as you. Hehehe Can you help her? It will be just for the homework assignment.” Ann asked again. She knew how smart Cheyenne was and loved how she helped so many others.
Cheyenne saw that beautiful smile on Ann’s face and that made her smile as well. “Sure, I can help her. How can I resist that smile? Hehe” she responded.
“THANK YOU!!! You are amazing, Cheyenne. I mean, you are the nicest, kindest, most beautiful and most intelligent woman ever!” Ann said and she was happy that Cheyenne could help.
“Hey!! I thought you called me the most intelligent woman ever??? Hehehe” Molly said jokingly.
“But of course! Hehehe I mean, I should have said, one of the two smartest women ever! Better?” Ann smiled back at Molly.
“I feel better now. Thank you!” Molly beamed. She then started laughing as she thought about how silly she was.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but laugh seeing her two friends joking with one another. She shook her head slightly and then looked back at Ann. “You two are so funny. When do you want me to help her?” she asked.
“Is tonight, ok? That way we can do the homework quickly. Thank you so much Cheyenne!” Ann told her.
“You are welcome. You can come to my room tonight. What is her name?” Cheyenne asked.
“Her name is Daisy Betancourt. She is so nice! She is really tall too! Hehehe she is like 6 feet tall! Very nice and sweet too. I will come with her as well. That way your genius can rub off on me too. Hehe” Ann responded.
“Hehe ok. This should be fun! I like helping people with math. I just need help in my science class, so will you be…..” Cheyenne started to say.
“Nope! That belongs to the science guru Molly. Hahahaha I am not good in science at all!” Ann responded.
“Science guru at your service!” Molly said in a deep voice and winked at Cheyenne.
“hehehehehe you two are so funny! Then if I am a math genius, and Molly is a science guru, then what do you bring to the table hmmmmmmmmm?” Cheyenne said with a smile and stared right at Ann.
“Who me? I bring the looks and charm to the group. I am the beautiful one!” Ann told them, then played with her hair and looked at the ceiling, trying to look as beautiful as possible.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Molly and Cheyenne both laughed as they looked at Ann posing like a model.
“Hehehehehe what? Why are you both laughing? You disagree with me? I am so…..hurt. Beautiful, but still hurt….” Ann teased.
Cheyenne shook her head as she watched Ann pretend to be hurt and then act like she was a model. She loved these moments and inside her mind, she knew they would only have a few more moments like these before they all departed for summer breaks. She wanted to savor every single moment with them. She then resumed eating her lunch and all three continued their conversation as they finished their meals. Cheyenne was looking forward to meeting Daisy and hoped she would be a big help to her.
LATER THAT EVENING
Cheyenne tidied up her room as she knew she was about to have company at any moment. She was happy she finished her own schoolwork for the day and now she was ready to help another person with their homework. She was also looking forward to seeing Ann again and she giggled to herself as she remembered what Ann said at lunch about being the beauty of their trio. She adored the little jokes they told one another, and it made her feel good to have such great friends. She put away her letters that she recently received, and then she heard a knock at the door. She perked up as her company was now here! She walked over to her door and opened it up. She smiled as she saw Ann standing there, then looked up as she saw Daisy standing next to Ann. Ann was right, Daisy was quite tall and even though she was told beforehand, it still stunned her at the woman’s height. She seemed just as tall as Darby. “Hello Ann! Hello Daisy! Come in, come in!” she told them.
Ann walked in and she smiled. She visited this room many times throughout the school year. This was their primary hang out spot whenever they went to their rooms. There were times Cheyenne and Molly came by her room, and also when they went to Molly’s. Cheyenne’s room was the primary spot because the roommate was not there too often, so they could be completely free with each other in privacy. She looked around the room and got to the middle of the room. “Hey Cheyenne! Oh, let me give a formal introduction. Cheyenne, this is Daisy Betancourt. Daisy, this is Cheyenne Elu.” she said.
“Nice to meet you, Cheyenne! Ann told me you are a math genius! Thank you so much for helping me.” Daisy said, as she extended her hand. She was a second-year student at the school and knew Ann from their freshman year. Standing 6’ tall, she had a lanky body, with a darker shade of blond hair and she was 20 years old. Her hometown was Long Beach, California and she loved reading books. Her primary goal was to become a novelist, so she spent a lot of time with her English classes. She looked at Cheyenne and saw just how pretty she was. She felt her hand and loved how soft it was.
“Nice to meet you too! I don’t know about being a math genius. That is just Ann giving me way too much credit. Hehehe” Cheyenne responded. She liked the softness of Daisy’s hand with hers and also saw how large the hand was. Her eyes looked downwards and saw the leather shoes on Daisy’s feet. The feet appeared to be large as well. Flashes of Darby entered her mind and she smiled.
“You are so modest! Of course you are a math genius! Hehehe You are a freshman, and you are helping a lot of people already!” Ann chimed in. She was very thrilled to be there as she wanted to show off Cheyenne to everyone she knew.
“I am hoping you can help me. Math can be so confusing sometimes!” Daisy said. She looked around Cheyenne’s room and saw the decorations on her side of the room. She liked what appeared to be handcrafted dolls. “Oooh! I like those dolls. Where did you get them?” she asked.
Cheyenne turned her head and looked towards her side of the room. Her eyes saw what Daisy was looking at and she smiled. “Oh those? Those are some dolls from my tribe back home. It reminds me of my home, so I put them in a nice spot for me to look at.” she smiled.
“Those are really nice! Ok, where should I sit?” Daisy asked.
“Here, let’s go to my desk. Get your books out and let’s get started.” Cheyenne told her as she pointed towards her desk. She saw Daisy going over to the desk and sitting in her chair. She watched as the young woman took out her books and paper as she prepared for assistance. She then looked at Ann who then went over to her bed to sit down. She saw Ann opening up a book and she smiled. “You are going to study too?” she asked.
“Yes, I have some reading to do for my other class. I figured I would study here while you two work on that evil math stuff! Hehe” Ann responded and winked at her friend.
“Hehehe it is NOT evil!! Don’t scare Daisy like that. Hahaha” Cheyenne said with a laugh. She then headed over towards her desk and took a chair from her roommate’s desk so she could sit down. She sat down in it, and they got started. She recognized the subject matter and figured she could help. There were a lot of word problems, which was always a challenge for her as well. She started going over the problems and managed to get Daisy to think her way through the problem. She wanted to use easy words and apply thought processes that Daisy could use whenever she encountered these types of problems. Cheyenne glanced over at Ann and could see how engrossed she was in her book, then went back to helping Daisy.
An hour went by, and Daisy started to feel some excitement. The way Cheyenne was explaining how to solve word problems was easy to follow. She liked how she would interject a few funny analogies in the explanations, and she felt good. She felt that Ann was right. This young Native American woman was very intelligent and very friendly. She then looked at her paper and wrote down her answer to the latest word problem. “So….the answer is 42?” she asked and looked at Cheyenne.
“You got it!!!” Cheyenne responded. She had a great smile as Daisy was really starting to grasp the subject matter. She patted Daisy’s hand and wanted to congratulate her. “You are doing amazing! See? These are not so bad, are they?” she asked.
“I got it?? I got it!!! YES!!! There is hope for me after all!” Daisy said with excitement. She felt proud of herself for getting the latest answer and her pride started to swell. She looked over at Cheyenne and could see how enthusiastic she was about math. “You are amazing! Thank you so much!” she said with a huge smile and then hugged Cheyenne.
Cheyenne felt the hug and she felt good inside. She always loved seeing the people she helped become so happy after learning something new. She remembered how the kids at the mission back home would love the lessons she gave them, or how the people in her tribe learned new things from her. She felt the hug release and she looked at Daisy. “You are welcome! You got it! Now, you don’t have to be afraid of math anymore. You can start to feel confident, and I am positive you will get a really good grade when the final comes.” she told her.
“I told you she is a math genius….hehehehe We are in the midst of a true legend!” Ann said as she saw how excited Daisy was from Cheyenne’s tutoring. Seeing Cheyenne in action only made her admire her more. She had fought so many feelings towards Cheyenne as she was really becoming attracted to her.
“She is! She really is! hehehe” Daisy agreed. She loved the confidence she was feeling and then sat back in her chair and dropped her pencil. She looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath. “You have no idea how much this means to me. I was so stressed out! I was so worried that I might fail. It even made my entire body so tense.” she told the group.
“Oh really? Your body is tense?” Cheyenne asked. She understood the pressures of trying to pass these classes, so she could empathize with Daisy.
“Yes! I get aches and stiffness. Hehehe my body hates me. hahahaa Well, maybe when I pass this class, I will feel a lot better.” Daisy said as she took another deep breath and exhaled.
“You know, Cheyenne could help you with your body!” Ann chimed in. She thought about something Cheyenne would do to help her feel relief in her own body. She then felt a rumble in her belly as she thought about a possibility.
“She can?” Daisy asked as she looked over at Ann. She wondered what that was all about. She did feel stiffness in her body but figured it would go away once she was done with school. “How can she help with my body?” she added.
“Yes, how can I help with her body?” Cheyenne asked, as she was confused by Ann’s suggestion.
“You know how! Remember that technique you would use? Daisy, it is AMAZING! She did it to me before and trust me, I felt really good afterwards!” Ann answered. She then thought about the last time Cheyenne did her special technique on her and how much she enjoyed it. She was also curious how someone as tall as Daisy would react to Cheyenne touching her. She wanted to witness it and started to get excited.
“Technique? What technique?” Daisy asked. She was starting to be really curious as she could see how Ann was boasting about whatever skill Cheyenne possessed. She looked over at Cheyenne and smiled. She figured Ann might be right because she was right about Cheyenne’s mathematical ability, so she might be right about getting her body fixed. She also thought Cheyenne was very cute, so she wanted to see what else this woman was talented in.
“Oh!!! She is talking about a technique I learned from my tribe. I wasn’t expecting to talk about it, but yes, it can help with the stress in the body.” Cheyenne told her. She thought about that technique she would use and the fond memories she had of using it on people. It was a great feeling to help soothe folks, but there were also some very fun moments as well.
“Ok, I am sold. What is this technique, and can you do it on me? I want to try!” Daisy said with excitement. She had no idea what this method was but was very eager to relieve the stress within her body.
“Well….It might be a little different for you, but if you want to try, I can help with that.” Cheyenne told her. She started to get a little nervous because she knew it may surprise Daisy a lot. She thought about when she did do the technique on Ann, and it was one of the funniest moments between them. It worked, but the way poor Ann laughed sometimes made her laugh as well. She started to wonder if Ann told Daisy about the technique so that she could watch her classmate laugh her head off.
“I want to try it! Please? It sounds great! What do I do?” Daisy asked. She looked over at Ann and she had a silly smile on her face. She then looked back at Cheyenne and saw her stand up. She was excited about this potential way of giving her relief.
“Ok, well for me to perform this, I need you to go over to my bed. Just lay down on your stomach, ok?” Cheyenne instructed. She watched as Daisy stood up from the desk and headed over to her bed. She saw Ann have this silly smile on her face and she knew that poor Daisy was being set up. “You can move out the way, Ann! Hehehe” she said in a silly voice.
“Oh yes, of course! Here, let me get off.” Ann said. She felt her adrenaline flowing and she wanted to know how Daisy would respond to this technique. She remembered the last time she experienced it and no matter how often she did it, she always laughed herself silly. The endorphins did wonders for her body, and she wanted to see others go through it. “You just lay down, and let Cheyenne’s magical hands take away all of your stress. I will sit back at his desk and watch you melt into bliss.” she said with a smile.
UP NEXT: Cheyenne shows her technique and Molly in danger!
How did you like this introduction part? It is a set up story to get everyone caught up on Cheyenne at school again. It will be an emotional journey for the characters involved. I am also debut the drawing of Molly! Like Cheyenne, she will play a role in the entire phase. I am excited for these two ladies and their journey. Thank you for all of your support and your feedback is greatly appreciated.
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