SlaverTickler
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Full Body Tickle (Part 1)
Starring Anna Nicole Smith
By SlaverTickler
Anna Nicole Smith was led into the dungeon by two uniformed men. The valuptuos Playmate was bouned in chains haning from a wall, and her clothing was stripped from her helpless body. As the two guards stood admiring her buxom form a thired person entered the room, a women in a hooded robe, and followed by a tall man in reigle clothes.
"Why am I hear?" asked Anna Nicole, "I was having dinner when theas men came and took me away."
"Alow me to explain my lovly." said the woman, "You have been chosen to entertain out King, " she began poiting at the man behined her, "he has decided to bestoe upon you the honour of being tickle tortured in his pressence."
Anna Nicole swallowed hard, the Texas beauty could feel her stomack nought at the very word. She tried to pull herself free, but the King just recently ordered all the dungeons restraints be replaced. What lousy luck, first her billioair sugar-daddy dies, then his kid trie to jip her out of millions, and now this. What was she going to do?
The robed woman pulled back the hair, revealing long raven hair, and a beautiful exotic face. Looking at the womans hands, she saw ten perfect red fingernails. Just perfect for tickling. She also noticed the feather peaking out from beside her left ear, also good for tickling.
Miss Smith squermed and started giggling nevously, as the tormentor to be aprotched her. The busty modle's eyes widened as the other woman's long perfect finger grew closer. The King leaned forwared in his chair in anticapation of that first contact.
"Oh no please." wipered Anna, in one last plea for mercy, "I can't stand to be tickled, please don't"
Anna's body jerked as her tormentor's nails grazed her sensitive sides. She groaned, and giggled, as the soft scratching traveled up and down her ribs, skimming the outter rim of her armpits. Her large breasts jiggled some what as her laughter grew with each passing stoke. Soon she was twiching and pulling despritly at her mettle restriants, as the raven haired beauty stoked her armpits.
"Hahahahahaha...please stop...hahahaha!" screamed the nacke bloned, "Hahahahaha...I can't stand it, it's torture...hahahahaha!"
The king smilled, and shouted words of encouragment to the torturer. He ordered the medteranian beauty to intensifie his entertainment. Witch ofcourse the Anna new would happen. The long nails of the woman before her moved down to her full round hip, causing Anna to exblode with a new corus of laughter. to the monarch it sounded like beautiful music, with her laughter as the lyrics. The robed one knelt down so she was looking at her captives stomach, and began to lick her bellybutton.
"Ahhhh!" screamed Anna, "Hahahahahaha...I'll give you what ever you whant...hahahaha...just stop please, I CAN'T STAND IT."
Pressing her full dark lips against the nude models belly, she blew as hard as she could. The big tited bloned screamed and tears ran down her beautiful face, but no mercy would come to her. At least not yet. The king was overjoyed at having selected such a vouloptous beauty, who was so ticklish. He just might have to keep her hear for a very long time, perhapes her entire life.
The tickler stood up and pulled the feather from behined her ear. She began to rub it against the outer curve of Miss Smith's left boob. Anna soon found her self giggling like a school girl as the feather made tiny circles on the arocanous area. He body trembled from bothe pleasure and anguish as the object soon circled the large pink oreathra cerounding her stiff left nipple.
"Uh, oh god that tickle." wipered the ex-stripper, "Ooow..er... no that macke me itchy...hahahahahaha...no please not their...hahahahah!"
2-B-Continued
Starring Anna Nicole Smith
By SlaverTickler
Anna Nicole Smith was led into the dungeon by two uniformed men. The valuptuos Playmate was bouned in chains haning from a wall, and her clothing was stripped from her helpless body. As the two guards stood admiring her buxom form a thired person entered the room, a women in a hooded robe, and followed by a tall man in reigle clothes.
"Why am I hear?" asked Anna Nicole, "I was having dinner when theas men came and took me away."
"Alow me to explain my lovly." said the woman, "You have been chosen to entertain out King, " she began poiting at the man behined her, "he has decided to bestoe upon you the honour of being tickle tortured in his pressence."
Anna Nicole swallowed hard, the Texas beauty could feel her stomack nought at the very word. She tried to pull herself free, but the King just recently ordered all the dungeons restraints be replaced. What lousy luck, first her billioair sugar-daddy dies, then his kid trie to jip her out of millions, and now this. What was she going to do?
The robed woman pulled back the hair, revealing long raven hair, and a beautiful exotic face. Looking at the womans hands, she saw ten perfect red fingernails. Just perfect for tickling. She also noticed the feather peaking out from beside her left ear, also good for tickling.
Miss Smith squermed and started giggling nevously, as the tormentor to be aprotched her. The busty modle's eyes widened as the other woman's long perfect finger grew closer. The King leaned forwared in his chair in anticapation of that first contact.
"Oh no please." wipered Anna, in one last plea for mercy, "I can't stand to be tickled, please don't"
Anna's body jerked as her tormentor's nails grazed her sensitive sides. She groaned, and giggled, as the soft scratching traveled up and down her ribs, skimming the outter rim of her armpits. Her large breasts jiggled some what as her laughter grew with each passing stoke. Soon she was twiching and pulling despritly at her mettle restriants, as the raven haired beauty stoked her armpits.
"Hahahahahaha...please stop...hahahaha!" screamed the nacke bloned, "Hahahahaha...I can't stand it, it's torture...hahahahaha!"
The king smilled, and shouted words of encouragment to the torturer. He ordered the medteranian beauty to intensifie his entertainment. Witch ofcourse the Anna new would happen. The long nails of the woman before her moved down to her full round hip, causing Anna to exblode with a new corus of laughter. to the monarch it sounded like beautiful music, with her laughter as the lyrics. The robed one knelt down so she was looking at her captives stomach, and began to lick her bellybutton.
"Ahhhh!" screamed Anna, "Hahahahahaha...I'll give you what ever you whant...hahahaha...just stop please, I CAN'T STAND IT."
Pressing her full dark lips against the nude models belly, she blew as hard as she could. The big tited bloned screamed and tears ran down her beautiful face, but no mercy would come to her. At least not yet. The king was overjoyed at having selected such a vouloptous beauty, who was so ticklish. He just might have to keep her hear for a very long time, perhapes her entire life.
The tickler stood up and pulled the feather from behined her ear. She began to rub it against the outer curve of Miss Smith's left boob. Anna soon found her self giggling like a school girl as the feather made tiny circles on the arocanous area. He body trembled from bothe pleasure and anguish as the object soon circled the large pink oreathra cerounding her stiff left nipple.
"Uh, oh god that tickle." wipered the ex-stripper, "Ooow..er... no that macke me itchy...hahahahahaha...no please not their...hahahahah!"
2-B-Continued
