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Hello,
This was a request from someone on Deviant art about Halle Lidner, a character from Death Note - a very cool anime.
I hope you enjoy.
(Halle Lidner and all reference to Death Note belongs to the respective authors/publishers and owners.)
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The interrogation room was like countless other rooms Halle had seen in her time as an active agent, both as a member of the CIA and as SPK; but she'd never been in one as a suspect before.
It was small and functional, thick smooth walls and a low ceiling that gave it a creepy sinister feeling. The table rooted to the centre of the room and the four chairs that were tucked underneath it were made of polished steel and made precisely so they couldn't be used as a weapon. The security cameras and hidden observation rooms also helped those inside feel safe.
Yet it gave her the creeps, made her feel like everything she did was being watched. It made her feel helpless and she hated feeling helpless.
Halle Lidner paced impatiently back and forth in front of what she knew was a one way observation mirror, waiting for the interview to begin - to find out what this was all about. Almost an hour had passed and still nothing had happened but she knew from experience then when it did happen, it would happen fast.
She caught sight of herself in the reflection of the one way mirror. She was tall and curvy in a way that pleased professionally as well as aesthetically. She wore a charcoal grey skirt, light blue blouse and fine black nylons. Her shoes were laced and expensive, sitting perfectly on her well shaped feet. Her face had a classic beauty, one that was striking and clean. Her eyes were bright and keen, like her mind. The expression she wore at the moment was one of mild bemusement.
She had places to be. And this wasn't one of them.
At that moment the door to the interrogation cell opened and Halle turned to look at the two people who walked into the room. The first was a middle aged woman with a well earned tan and light blonde hair tied into a neat pony tail. She a round face with a big smile firmly attached to it. She wore a dark blue suit, light blue blouse. Her badge identified her as Agent Sonia Reeves.
The Agent behind her was a broad shouldered, square jawed man who looked as though he had been born in the suit. His silver grey hair cut short and neat into a side parting on his left side. He had an easy smile that looked carved into the granite of his features. His badge identified him as Agent William Hendricks.
"Ms Lidner," said Agent Reeves, introducing both herself and her companion. "I apologise for this sudden and unexpected meeting--"
"Meeting, is it? Looks more like a detention to me - and an illegal one at that." Halle moved back to the table and sat down. "You had best make the reason for me being here phenomenally good."
The two Agents sat down, the smiles never leaving their faces.
"We won't keep you long," said Agent Reeves. "We just need to ask you a couple of questions."
"About what?"
"Your name has come up a number of times in the course of one of more sensitive investigations" said Agent Reeves. "We simply wish to remove you as a person of interest."
"I know what that means; you want something very specific from me."
Agent Henricks smiled hungrily. "Indeed we do," he said. "Something wonderful and exquisite."
Halle frowned, not liking the look on the man's face. "What Agency are you with?" she demanded, noting for the first time the plan and worryingly unadorned badges they wore on their lapels. "And why doesn't it state it on your badges?"
Agent Reeves smiled. "We work for a very specific group of people," she said.
"One that has temporarily taken a keen interest in you."
"Me? Why?"
"Ms Lidner," said Agent Reeves licking her lips. "We are well aware of your previous connections to the CIA along with your current involvement with Near and the SPK. More relevantly, we know that you have particular knowledge in regards to the figure known as Kira--"
"Kira is dead."
"The Yagami Kira is dead," said Agent Reeves pointedly. "But please understand, we are not here to quiz you over that. We are here to remove you as a person of interest."
"In what?"
"In a very...ticklish case..." said Reeves, smiling meaningfully.
Halle leant back in her chair, unsettled. "W-what?"
Agent Henricks stood slowly and moved to ensure the door to the chamber was locked . He pulled a small device from his pocket, switched it on and a faint humming sound filled the room. "This will ensure we are not disturbed," he said, "not for a good few hours anyway."
"What is going?" Halle demanded. "This is utterly against protocol. I've not even been read my rights here! What the hell are you up to?!"
At that very moment the chair on which Halle sat shivered and thick metal ropes rose from the back of the chair to pin her wrists to the chairs' arms. Another pair whipped around her waist and pinned her back in her chair. She kicked out as hard as she could but was unable to escape. Ropes wrapped snugly about her ankles and kept her feet pinned in place.
"Hell is right," said Reeves. "The Shigumi send their regards, Halle Lidner."
Halle froze. "Oh god...no..."
Agent Henricks moved to stand behind her, chuckling softly but there was something inhuman about the sound he made. He grabbed the back of her chair and tilted it backwards until she was on the floor, her feet sticking into the air.
"Please, don't!"
"Oh you needn't worry," said Agent Reeves. "We're not here to kill you. Where would the fun be in that? Oh no, as I say, we have something much more thrilling in store for you."
With a flick of supernatural strength, Agent Reeves tossed the metal table to one side and sent it crashing against the far wall.
"Shit! Shit! Help me!" Halle cried.
"You best save your breath," warned Hendricks a voice too deep and guttural to be human. "You're certainly going to need it."
"I...I don't understand!"
"I know, I know," cooed Agent Reeves, her voice turning softer and richer.
"But don't you fret about a thing. Just sit there and relax and let little old Sonia explain."
Halle watched disbelievingly as Agent Reeves, or whatever was pretending to be Agent Reeves, sidled up to stand before her. Halle blushed and was thankful she'd decided to dark nylon tights.
"Agent Reeves, please stop!"
"Nope. And please, you can call me Sonia. It would be inappropriate for you to keep calling me Agent as I think you've figured out now that I'm not one at all. I'm something all together more fun. See there is an outstanding wager on you and we have been sent here to decide it once and for all."
"Wager on what?"
"On if we can break you?"
Sonia reached down, a wicked smile on her face and gently grasped Halle's left shoe by the heel. She paused, as if to examine it, and then lifted it gently off of the helpless and nylon covered foot. Halle shivered With equal delicacy, Sonia did the same to her right shoe.
"Break me with what?" said Halle, struggling with all her strength. "W-what are you going to do to me?"
Sonia giggled and reached into her pocket. Halle held her breath, wondering and dreading what horrid implement of torture was about to be used on her. Sonia's hand came out slowly, inch by inch. When it was free Halle found herself staring at a large, soft looking feather.
"A f-feather?!" said Halle, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Oh yes, sweetie," said Sonia and knelt at her feet.
"What are you going to do? Tickle me to death?"
"Oh no, not to death," said Sonia. "Just till you break, sweetie. Just till you break."
"I'm not ticklish!"
Sonia nodded. "Kitchy...kitchy...koo...."
Halle gulped and braced herself for the worst.
* * * *
The two or three seconds it took for the tip of Sonia's feather to breach the distance to Halle's feet felt like the longest three seconds of her life. Halle, trapped and quite embarrassingly helpless, stared on in a mix of confusion and dread anticipation as the feather fell from view behind her sticking out feet. She took a deep breath and frowned - how bad could this really be?
And then she felt the feather kiss the tips of toes.
"Gaaahh!"
It was unlike anything she expected. The feather felt ridiculously soft as it touched, like it possessed a delicacy that was all its own. It touched the toes on Halle's left foot through her nylon and an electric shock of ticklishness yanked the breath out of Halle's lungs. She clenched her toes as tight as she could but the feather kept up with its little touches, giving her feet fleeting kisses and sending whispers of ticklish feeling up the length of her body.
"Nooo! Aaa! Stoppit you freak!!"
"Sticks and stones will break our bones," muttered Henricks as he knelt by
Halle's right foot. "But that feather must tickle like crazy mm?"
Sonia tittered and started swishing the feather back and forth the line of her clenched toes. "That's it, fight it! Fight!"
Halle frowned, feeling every little pass on her toes send waves of warm ticklish shocks through her body. She fought them but the feathers delicate passes tugged at her features, teasing the giggles from between her lips. She could feel the muscles in her face twitch.
"Mnnooo no no mnnaaaaahaaahahaa!"
"Aw does this tickle?" Sonia teased, brushing the feather faster and faster.
"But you can take it right? You're going to let this little toot tickling get the better of you, are you mm?"
Halle shook her head from side to side but it was getting harder and harder to hold back the waves of giggles and laughter building inside her. She tried again to break free of her bonds but there was no give. She was still trapped.
Agent Henricks plucked playfully at the nylon stocking on her right foot.
"No point struggling," he said scraped the tips of his fingers up and down the middle of her foot. "The binds of the Shigumi cannot be so easily broken and we're not leaving until the wager is decided."
"W-why meeeheeehehe?!"
"Because we want it to be you," said Sonia. "See it turns out that even the Shigumi can get bored and every now and then they need something new and exciting. And so some bright spark came up with this. Now don't tell me you're not enjoying our time together? Mm?"
"I haaate it! Ahahaha!"
"Surely not," said Sonia pulling Halle's toes back and feathering her arch faster. "It's just a little tickle torture."
"I haaate being tickled! Ahahahaheeehehehehahahahahaaaaa!"
"Well that's because you're still fighting it," said Hendricks. "I think once you stop fighting it you'll enjoy it a lot more."
Sonia let the feather drop from her toes and brush up and down the arch of her foot. It was a swift and sudden change; the delicate and exquisitely brief passed on her toes replaced by the faster and sharper swishes on her arch. The change made her jump in her binds and Halle had a single sweet moment to draw breath before the hold she on the bubbling laughter finally broke.
"Neeeaahahahahahaaaaaaa!" Halle cried jerking in her chair. "Dammit ahahahehah! "Ahe hahhahahaha! It tiiickles! Ahahaaaaaaa!"
"There we go," purred Sonia. "Tickle tickle sweetie!"
"Isn't that better?" said Henricks.
"No! Oooaahahahahaahaahaaaa! Eeehehehehahahahaah aahahahahahaa! Stoppit! Stop tickling meehehehahahaha!!!
"Now that's not going to happen," said Sonia. "Not until we know if we can break you with our softest and most tender of torments; tickle torture! Tickle you to see if you can stand it."
"And if I can't?" Halle gasped between ragged bursts of laughter.
"Then we whisk you back to our realm for an eternity of who knows what," Sonia said and grinned. "Maybe for more of this."
"And if I don't break?"
Sonia made a sweet giggling sound. "Then we keep tickling you until we're sure. Isn't that wonderful?"
"How long will thaahhahahaaat taaake? Aahahahahehehehahahaha! Stop that! Leave my arch alone! Ahah ha hah ahahahahahaaa!"
"Hours," said Sonia. "Maybe even days!"
"Noooooaahahahahahahehehahahahaahah! AHahahahahaahaaaahahah!" Halle felt a rush of heat touch her cheeks "I'm gonna die! Eeehee eheh ehahahahah!!
"Such a drama queen," muttered Hendricks. "Be thankful we're only tickling your feet. The body has many wonderfully ticklish places."
Sonia revered the feathers and scratched its stalk up and down the arch of her foot. The sudden change from soft to hard made Halle leap and buck in her binds. She struggled anew, unable to break free but forced into wild helpless ticklish spasms.
"BWaaahaahhahahahaaaaaaaa! Naaaahahahahahahahaah!!"
Hendricks grabbed Halle's right foot by the ankle and holding it in place with one hand, he ripped the stocking open with his nails. "Ooh, now this is better," he said with a deep voice. "Now we have your barefoot, nice and exposed, just waiting for my wiggling fingers!"
Without a word Hendricks started stroking and scraping inside the tear of her stocking, scraping nails light and fast over her barefoot. Halle jumped and her laughter rose a pitch at the new torment, feeling such large and powerful fingers roving with such delicate exquisiteness.. It was torturous.
"NAAAhaaahahaaaaaaaaa! STaaaahaahahahaaahaaaoooohoooheeehehee!!!" she cried, tears gathering on her red flushed cheeks and a helpless frown of laughter carved into her features. "Ohhh gaahaaahaawwwd! You're gonna kill me! Please stop tickling my feet! Please!!"
Sonia giggled delightedly. "Oooh," she said. "What a sweet sight. The brilliant Halle Lidner, tied up and deliciously barefoot, just waiting for my little feather and my little fingers...so sweet."
"No, no, no noooohohahahaha hahahahahahahaaahahhaaaaa!"
Sonia stroked the edge of the feather gently up and down her barefoot swishing and flickering it the stretched skin.
"How's this feel now mm?"
"Ahahahahaheehehehe! BwaaahhahHAHAHAHHAHAAAAA!!"
"I'll take that as a good sound."
"She tastes good," Hendricks muttered and resumed his casual, unhurried licking of her foot. "You should try it."
"Mm," said Sonia. "I think I will do just that."
Keeping the feather softly dancing on her barefoot, Sonia leaned forward and made a couple of delicate licks.
"Mm. Delicous."
For a moment Halle thought she could handle it, that she could resist the storm of sensations assaulting her. She laughed long and loud, but her mind was still hers. She was still in control.
But then she glanced down and saw the Agents - the beautiful Sonia and the irresistible Hendricks, gently licking her toes and tickling her feet. And the true desperation of her situation kicked in. She was helpless and utterly vulnerable. Nothing she could do would get her free. It was futile and devilish. It was thrillingly torturous.. And in that moment it all became too much.
Halle broke.
"NooooAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Halle erupted suddenly into helpless, rib trembling hysterics. "Oh gawd! I break! I break! Please...ahahahahehhahahahaha! I can't take it any more! You win! HahehahahHAhahAhah!!"
The two Agents took a moment to smile triumphantly at each other and stopped. Halle sagged in her restraints, exhausted and broken.
"Looks like I win," said Sonia.
Hendricks nodded bemusedly.
"Are you...going to let me go now?"
Sonia giggled and shook her head. "Oh no," she said. "You're coming back with me."
"For more of this?!"
"Oh no," said Sonia.
The air grew tense, filled with electrical energy. For a moment Halle thought she was going to electrocuted but the feeling focussed around her. She glowed for a moment and then with a crack she vanished leaving her chair
and her clothes behind.
"I have something more intense planned for you."
This was a request from someone on Deviant art about Halle Lidner, a character from Death Note - a very cool anime.
I hope you enjoy.
(Halle Lidner and all reference to Death Note belongs to the respective authors/publishers and owners.)
------------------------------------------------------------------------
The interrogation room was like countless other rooms Halle had seen in her time as an active agent, both as a member of the CIA and as SPK; but she'd never been in one as a suspect before.
It was small and functional, thick smooth walls and a low ceiling that gave it a creepy sinister feeling. The table rooted to the centre of the room and the four chairs that were tucked underneath it were made of polished steel and made precisely so they couldn't be used as a weapon. The security cameras and hidden observation rooms also helped those inside feel safe.
Yet it gave her the creeps, made her feel like everything she did was being watched. It made her feel helpless and she hated feeling helpless.
Halle Lidner paced impatiently back and forth in front of what she knew was a one way observation mirror, waiting for the interview to begin - to find out what this was all about. Almost an hour had passed and still nothing had happened but she knew from experience then when it did happen, it would happen fast.
She caught sight of herself in the reflection of the one way mirror. She was tall and curvy in a way that pleased professionally as well as aesthetically. She wore a charcoal grey skirt, light blue blouse and fine black nylons. Her shoes were laced and expensive, sitting perfectly on her well shaped feet. Her face had a classic beauty, one that was striking and clean. Her eyes were bright and keen, like her mind. The expression she wore at the moment was one of mild bemusement.
She had places to be. And this wasn't one of them.
At that moment the door to the interrogation cell opened and Halle turned to look at the two people who walked into the room. The first was a middle aged woman with a well earned tan and light blonde hair tied into a neat pony tail. She a round face with a big smile firmly attached to it. She wore a dark blue suit, light blue blouse. Her badge identified her as Agent Sonia Reeves.
The Agent behind her was a broad shouldered, square jawed man who looked as though he had been born in the suit. His silver grey hair cut short and neat into a side parting on his left side. He had an easy smile that looked carved into the granite of his features. His badge identified him as Agent William Hendricks.
"Ms Lidner," said Agent Reeves, introducing both herself and her companion. "I apologise for this sudden and unexpected meeting--"
"Meeting, is it? Looks more like a detention to me - and an illegal one at that." Halle moved back to the table and sat down. "You had best make the reason for me being here phenomenally good."
The two Agents sat down, the smiles never leaving their faces.
"We won't keep you long," said Agent Reeves. "We just need to ask you a couple of questions."
"About what?"
"Your name has come up a number of times in the course of one of more sensitive investigations" said Agent Reeves. "We simply wish to remove you as a person of interest."
"I know what that means; you want something very specific from me."
Agent Henricks smiled hungrily. "Indeed we do," he said. "Something wonderful and exquisite."
Halle frowned, not liking the look on the man's face. "What Agency are you with?" she demanded, noting for the first time the plan and worryingly unadorned badges they wore on their lapels. "And why doesn't it state it on your badges?"
Agent Reeves smiled. "We work for a very specific group of people," she said.
"One that has temporarily taken a keen interest in you."
"Me? Why?"
"Ms Lidner," said Agent Reeves licking her lips. "We are well aware of your previous connections to the CIA along with your current involvement with Near and the SPK. More relevantly, we know that you have particular knowledge in regards to the figure known as Kira--"
"Kira is dead."
"The Yagami Kira is dead," said Agent Reeves pointedly. "But please understand, we are not here to quiz you over that. We are here to remove you as a person of interest."
"In what?"
"In a very...ticklish case..." said Reeves, smiling meaningfully.
Halle leant back in her chair, unsettled. "W-what?"
Agent Henricks stood slowly and moved to ensure the door to the chamber was locked . He pulled a small device from his pocket, switched it on and a faint humming sound filled the room. "This will ensure we are not disturbed," he said, "not for a good few hours anyway."
"What is going?" Halle demanded. "This is utterly against protocol. I've not even been read my rights here! What the hell are you up to?!"
At that very moment the chair on which Halle sat shivered and thick metal ropes rose from the back of the chair to pin her wrists to the chairs' arms. Another pair whipped around her waist and pinned her back in her chair. She kicked out as hard as she could but was unable to escape. Ropes wrapped snugly about her ankles and kept her feet pinned in place.
"Hell is right," said Reeves. "The Shigumi send their regards, Halle Lidner."
Halle froze. "Oh god...no..."
Agent Henricks moved to stand behind her, chuckling softly but there was something inhuman about the sound he made. He grabbed the back of her chair and tilted it backwards until she was on the floor, her feet sticking into the air.
"Please, don't!"
"Oh you needn't worry," said Agent Reeves. "We're not here to kill you. Where would the fun be in that? Oh no, as I say, we have something much more thrilling in store for you."
With a flick of supernatural strength, Agent Reeves tossed the metal table to one side and sent it crashing against the far wall.
"Shit! Shit! Help me!" Halle cried.
"You best save your breath," warned Hendricks a voice too deep and guttural to be human. "You're certainly going to need it."
"I...I don't understand!"
"I know, I know," cooed Agent Reeves, her voice turning softer and richer.
"But don't you fret about a thing. Just sit there and relax and let little old Sonia explain."
Halle watched disbelievingly as Agent Reeves, or whatever was pretending to be Agent Reeves, sidled up to stand before her. Halle blushed and was thankful she'd decided to dark nylon tights.
"Agent Reeves, please stop!"
"Nope. And please, you can call me Sonia. It would be inappropriate for you to keep calling me Agent as I think you've figured out now that I'm not one at all. I'm something all together more fun. See there is an outstanding wager on you and we have been sent here to decide it once and for all."
"Wager on what?"
"On if we can break you?"
Sonia reached down, a wicked smile on her face and gently grasped Halle's left shoe by the heel. She paused, as if to examine it, and then lifted it gently off of the helpless and nylon covered foot. Halle shivered With equal delicacy, Sonia did the same to her right shoe.
"Break me with what?" said Halle, struggling with all her strength. "W-what are you going to do to me?"
Sonia giggled and reached into her pocket. Halle held her breath, wondering and dreading what horrid implement of torture was about to be used on her. Sonia's hand came out slowly, inch by inch. When it was free Halle found herself staring at a large, soft looking feather.
"A f-feather?!" said Halle, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Oh yes, sweetie," said Sonia and knelt at her feet.
"What are you going to do? Tickle me to death?"
"Oh no, not to death," said Sonia. "Just till you break, sweetie. Just till you break."
"I'm not ticklish!"
Sonia nodded. "Kitchy...kitchy...koo...."
Halle gulped and braced herself for the worst.
* * * *
The two or three seconds it took for the tip of Sonia's feather to breach the distance to Halle's feet felt like the longest three seconds of her life. Halle, trapped and quite embarrassingly helpless, stared on in a mix of confusion and dread anticipation as the feather fell from view behind her sticking out feet. She took a deep breath and frowned - how bad could this really be?
And then she felt the feather kiss the tips of toes.
"Gaaahh!"
It was unlike anything she expected. The feather felt ridiculously soft as it touched, like it possessed a delicacy that was all its own. It touched the toes on Halle's left foot through her nylon and an electric shock of ticklishness yanked the breath out of Halle's lungs. She clenched her toes as tight as she could but the feather kept up with its little touches, giving her feet fleeting kisses and sending whispers of ticklish feeling up the length of her body.
"Nooo! Aaa! Stoppit you freak!!"
"Sticks and stones will break our bones," muttered Henricks as he knelt by
Halle's right foot. "But that feather must tickle like crazy mm?"
Sonia tittered and started swishing the feather back and forth the line of her clenched toes. "That's it, fight it! Fight!"
Halle frowned, feeling every little pass on her toes send waves of warm ticklish shocks through her body. She fought them but the feathers delicate passes tugged at her features, teasing the giggles from between her lips. She could feel the muscles in her face twitch.
"Mnnooo no no mnnaaaaahaaahahaa!"
"Aw does this tickle?" Sonia teased, brushing the feather faster and faster.
"But you can take it right? You're going to let this little toot tickling get the better of you, are you mm?"
Halle shook her head from side to side but it was getting harder and harder to hold back the waves of giggles and laughter building inside her. She tried again to break free of her bonds but there was no give. She was still trapped.
Agent Henricks plucked playfully at the nylon stocking on her right foot.
"No point struggling," he said scraped the tips of his fingers up and down the middle of her foot. "The binds of the Shigumi cannot be so easily broken and we're not leaving until the wager is decided."
"W-why meeeheeehehe?!"
"Because we want it to be you," said Sonia. "See it turns out that even the Shigumi can get bored and every now and then they need something new and exciting. And so some bright spark came up with this. Now don't tell me you're not enjoying our time together? Mm?"
"I haaate it! Ahahaha!"
"Surely not," said Sonia pulling Halle's toes back and feathering her arch faster. "It's just a little tickle torture."
"I haaate being tickled! Ahahahaheeehehehehahahahahaaaaa!"
"Well that's because you're still fighting it," said Hendricks. "I think once you stop fighting it you'll enjoy it a lot more."
Sonia let the feather drop from her toes and brush up and down the arch of her foot. It was a swift and sudden change; the delicate and exquisitely brief passed on her toes replaced by the faster and sharper swishes on her arch. The change made her jump in her binds and Halle had a single sweet moment to draw breath before the hold she on the bubbling laughter finally broke.
"Neeeaahahahahahaaaaaaa!" Halle cried jerking in her chair. "Dammit ahahahehah! "Ahe hahhahahaha! It tiiickles! Ahahaaaaaaa!"
"There we go," purred Sonia. "Tickle tickle sweetie!"
"Isn't that better?" said Henricks.
"No! Oooaahahahahaahaahaaaa! Eeehehehehahahahaah aahahahahahaa! Stoppit! Stop tickling meehehehahahaha!!!
"Now that's not going to happen," said Sonia. "Not until we know if we can break you with our softest and most tender of torments; tickle torture! Tickle you to see if you can stand it."
"And if I can't?" Halle gasped between ragged bursts of laughter.
"Then we whisk you back to our realm for an eternity of who knows what," Sonia said and grinned. "Maybe for more of this."
"And if I don't break?"
Sonia made a sweet giggling sound. "Then we keep tickling you until we're sure. Isn't that wonderful?"
"How long will thaahhahahaaat taaake? Aahahahahehehehahahaha! Stop that! Leave my arch alone! Ahah ha hah ahahahahahaaa!"
"Hours," said Sonia. "Maybe even days!"
"Noooooaahahahahahahehehahahahaahah! AHahahahahaahaaaahahah!" Halle felt a rush of heat touch her cheeks "I'm gonna die! Eeehee eheh ehahahahah!!
"Such a drama queen," muttered Hendricks. "Be thankful we're only tickling your feet. The body has many wonderfully ticklish places."
Sonia revered the feathers and scratched its stalk up and down the arch of her foot. The sudden change from soft to hard made Halle leap and buck in her binds. She struggled anew, unable to break free but forced into wild helpless ticklish spasms.
"BWaaahaahhahahahaaaaaaaa! Naaaahahahahahahahaah!!"
Hendricks grabbed Halle's right foot by the ankle and holding it in place with one hand, he ripped the stocking open with his nails. "Ooh, now this is better," he said with a deep voice. "Now we have your barefoot, nice and exposed, just waiting for my wiggling fingers!"
Without a word Hendricks started stroking and scraping inside the tear of her stocking, scraping nails light and fast over her barefoot. Halle jumped and her laughter rose a pitch at the new torment, feeling such large and powerful fingers roving with such delicate exquisiteness.. It was torturous.
"NAAAhaaahahaaaaaaaaa! STaaaahaahahahaaahaaaoooohoooheeehehee!!!" she cried, tears gathering on her red flushed cheeks and a helpless frown of laughter carved into her features. "Ohhh gaahaaahaawwwd! You're gonna kill me! Please stop tickling my feet! Please!!"
Sonia giggled delightedly. "Oooh," she said. "What a sweet sight. The brilliant Halle Lidner, tied up and deliciously barefoot, just waiting for my little feather and my little fingers...so sweet."
"No, no, no noooohohahahaha hahahahahahahaaahahhaaaaa!"
Sonia stroked the edge of the feather gently up and down her barefoot swishing and flickering it the stretched skin.
"How's this feel now mm?"
"Ahahahahaheehehehe! BwaaahhahHAHAHAHHAHAAAAA!!"
"I'll take that as a good sound."
"She tastes good," Hendricks muttered and resumed his casual, unhurried licking of her foot. "You should try it."
"Mm," said Sonia. "I think I will do just that."
Keeping the feather softly dancing on her barefoot, Sonia leaned forward and made a couple of delicate licks.
"Mm. Delicous."
For a moment Halle thought she could handle it, that she could resist the storm of sensations assaulting her. She laughed long and loud, but her mind was still hers. She was still in control.
But then she glanced down and saw the Agents - the beautiful Sonia and the irresistible Hendricks, gently licking her toes and tickling her feet. And the true desperation of her situation kicked in. She was helpless and utterly vulnerable. Nothing she could do would get her free. It was futile and devilish. It was thrillingly torturous.. And in that moment it all became too much.
Halle broke.
"NooooAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Halle erupted suddenly into helpless, rib trembling hysterics. "Oh gawd! I break! I break! Please...ahahahahehhahahahaha! I can't take it any more! You win! HahehahahHAhahAhah!!"
The two Agents took a moment to smile triumphantly at each other and stopped. Halle sagged in her restraints, exhausted and broken.
"Looks like I win," said Sonia.
Hendricks nodded bemusedly.
"Are you...going to let me go now?"
Sonia giggled and shook her head. "Oh no," she said. "You're coming back with me."
"For more of this?!"
"Oh no," said Sonia.
The air grew tense, filled with electrical energy. For a moment Halle thought she was going to electrocuted but the feeling focussed around her. She glowed for a moment and then with a crack she vanished leaving her chair
and her clothes behind.
"I have something more intense planned for you."
