Ovda
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Hysterical Hurley Pt. 2
By
Ovda
Amazingly Chuck would give Elizabeth a day or two of rest. On those days she became his sex toy. Elizabeth did absolutely everything that was asked of her. Although, Elizabeth would have to work for it. Chuck would place a chastity belt on Liz and place a small slender feather in the belt in order to tickle her clit. For two days she wore the belt. Elizabeth would get unbelievably horny, but Chuck never allowed her to climax. By the end of the first day Liz would be on the floor rolling around, beating on the belt and trying to tear it off so she could remove the feather and finger herself in order of have an orgasm. Elizabeth would end up screaming at the top of her lungs begging and pleading for Chuck to remove the belt and for him to have sex with her. At the end of the two days both Elizabeth and Chuck were in bed. Chuck made the feather and belt vanish. Elizabeth practically raped Chuck that first time. Liz was so incredibly horny they did not go three times, but four times.
During one of the weekends she had “off”, Elizabeth made her first and only mistake. After she and Chuck broke, yet another, bed from having sex all night, Elizabeth awoke and looked over at Chuck who had a huge grin from ear to ear. Just the sight of him made Elizabeth’s stomach turn, and it was not from all the laughing that she has been doing. She took a firm grip of her pillow and smashed it into Chuck’s face. Elizabeth used all of her might in hopes of smothering Chuck to death.
“DIE YOU, BASTARD! DIE!” she growled.
Chuck was struggling underneath the pillow. His arms flailing about. The more he struggled the more adamant Elizabeth was in killing him.
Suddenly he stopped, and Elizabeth heard laughter from underneath the pillow. She let up on the pressure with a perplex look on her face. The pillow vanished.
“You can’t kill me” He spoke with a huge shark’s grin that turned into a deadly serious look. “But I can make you wish that you were dead.”
Elizabeth began trembling as Chuck sat up. She did not want to think of what he was going to do to her.
“I think I’ll declare it Foot Month.”
Elizabeth thought that she was going to have a heart attack. She rolled onto the floor and crawled to a corner of the room and curled up into a ball making sure to hide her feet.
Chuck got up and snapped his finger. In the blink of an eye, Elizabeth Hurley was buried in the floor with only her head and feet sticking out. She was crying like a baby. So terrified that she could not speak a word.
“You know how much I just love to tickle your feet.”
She quietly nodded as he sat in front of her insanely beautiful and excruciatingly ticklish feet. Elizabeth’s feet were about 12 in. apart completely helpless.
Chuck produced a small bucket. He dipped a small brush into the bucket and began to “paint” the liquid compound on the soles of Elizabeth’s feet. She laughed hysterically as he slowly and randomly dragged over her horribly ticklish soles. Elizabeth’s tears of terror became tears of laughter. Chuck took his time on each foot. The toes were the worst for Elizabeth.
Finally Chuck was done. Elizabeth was very relieved.
“You may be wondering what I covered your feet with? Well it is a mixture of tuna oil and chicken grease. Cats just love this stuff.”
Chuck stepped back and Elizabeth looked passed her feet to see a pair of kittens at the far end of the room.
Chuck left the room leaving Elizabeth all alone with the cats. As much as she struggled to get freed, it was absolutely impossible. Elizabeth begged Chuck for mercy that she was sorry for what she had done to him. The cats got closer and closer. Elizabeth began to giggle in ticklish anticipation.
Contact was made.
The cats began to lick Elizabeth Hurley’s gorgeous feet. At the first lick her beautiful blue eyes just about popped out of her head. Chuck had made her feet so hyper-ticklish that Elizabeth felt the cats’ course sandpaper textured tongues sliding up her feet.
It was sheer madness for Elizabeth. She screamed and hollered like a rabid banshee. What plunged her into a state of all consuming hysteria was when the cats would lick in between her adorable toes.
Her face was flush red as the tears of unbridled laughter streamed down her twisted and disfigured face. The room was saturated with her insane laughter as it echoed off the walls. Every once and a while Elizabeth would go totally mute for about a minute or two as she entered a stage of silent screaming laughter.
For one week Elizabeth endured the Cat Treatment. When it was over and done with, she entered week two of Foot Month.
Instantaneously, Elizabeth was placed on a table with her feet in stocks. She laid on the table utterly exhausted and delirious. Next, she heard the sound of goats. She managed to lift her head to see two goats in front of her feet. She quickly sat up and saw that the goats were tied to the wall by a rope leash. Elizabeth also noticed that a candle was underneath each rope and slowly burning through the rope. Elizabeth began desperately pulling at her legs with all of might in order to get her feet out of the stocks. Before she knew it, the goats were on their way to her baby soft, hyper-ticklish feet. She began to panic even more and became frantic as the goats drew closer and closer.
They made contact.
The tickling sensation was so explosive that she jumped about three inches off the table at the first lick. The goats’ tongues are a thousand time more unbearable than the cats’. Elizabeth bucked and bounced about in total hysteria. Soon she collapsed on the table with her arms wrapped around her stomach and simply melted into pure and unimaginable hysterics.
The rest of the month Chuck had Elizabeth’s feet tickle tortured with feathers, and disembodied hands with vibrating fingertips. Chuck loved to torture Elizabeth with feather boas. He would take four five foot long boas and place them in between the toes of her right foot. Chuck would slowly slide the boas back and forth as if he were flossing Elizabeth’s adorable toes. She would just fall back laughing. This would tickle Elizabeth so much that she became as limp as a dead person. She would try to clinch her toes together in an attempt to hold the boas, but it tickled so much that she could not hold on for long. Chuck loved to see her sweaty naked body tremble in unbridled laughter. When he was done with one set of toes, he’d floss Elizabeth’s other set of toes. The other thing he loved about tickling her was when her bladder would empty out that was when Chuck knew that Elizabeth was truly tickled pink by the whole thing.
Finally the month had come to an end. Elizabeth rested on her bed weeping like a little schoolgirl. Chuck came and sat next to her.
“Have we learned our lesson?” he asked.
Elizabeth nodded in agreement.
“Are we going to be a good girl from now on?”
Again she nodded.
“Good.”
Chuck left the room, and Elizabeth fell into a deep sound sleep.
The next thing she knew was that she was suspended in midair about waist high in the middle of the room. Elizabeth was stretched taunt in the spread eagle position. She knew that it was no use to try to get freed. She looked and saw a single candle in a candle stand.
Chuck appeared and stood next to her.
“Did you have a nice restful sleep?”
She did not say a word.
“We are going to play a game.” Spoke Chuck. “I call it By Candle Light. It is a fun game. You are going to be so tickled by it.”
Elizabeth began trembling and crying because she simply could not take anymore of the tickling.
“The way the game is played is that when I light this candle, nice slender feathers will appear and begin to tickle your horribly and unbearably ticklish flesh. The feather will only stop when the candle goes out, understand?”
All Elizabeth could do was cry.
“Good. I see that you do understand. Now lets begin.”
Chuck lit a match and lit the candle. Just as he had spoken sets of feathers appeared as soon as he lit the candle. Elizabeth had feathers tickling the hollows of her silky soft armpits, her luscious breast, her ribs, belly, sides, hips, inner thighs, the bottoms and tops of her baby soft feet, her firm ass, her back, and her ankles. Chuck made sure that every part of Elizabeth’s gorgeous naked body was being tickled. Chuck had feather boas sliding in between her toes. Elizabeth was totally and completely conscious of feather snaking and sliding effortlessly across her hyper-ticklish body.
Chuck simply stood there admiring his handy work. Elizabeth was violently shaking her head back and forth, which made her hair whip wildly about as if in a tornado.
Chuck left his ticklish beauty alone. All Elizabeth could do was laugh. As time went by the tickling became more and more maddening. Endless hours passed by before the candle finally was extinguished.
The feathers halted their assault. If it were not for the genie magic that held her in place, Elizabeth would have fallen limp on the floor. She was undeniable physical and mentally exhausted. Her whole body glistened with sweat. Her hair plastered to her sweaty head, and her mind in a state of delirium. Elizabeth’s chest was heavily heaving up and down in an attempt to grasp every ounce of air she could get into her aching lungs. On the floor was a huge wet pattern.
After Elizabeth regained her composure, Chuck appeared with a new candle. He placed the candle in the stand. When Elizabeth saw the new candle she began to beg Chuck for mercy in that not to light it.
Chuck flicked his bic.
For an entire month they played the game, By Candle Light. Elizabeth ended with pteronophobia, which is a fear of being tickled by feathers, and she also gained a fear of candles.
When Elizabeth finally was given some rest time, she found herself lying on the floor. Chuck was sitting on a plush recliner as naked as Elizabeth.
“Give me a foot job.” Spoke Chuck.
Elizabeth got into position and began to rub, massage and caress Chuck’s enormous dick with her warm baby soft feet. From the first touch of her supple tender feet Chuck’s cock became as hard as adamantium. Although this was not as overwhelming as having Elizabeth giving him a blowjob it was great all the same. Chuck was enjoying every stroke of Elizabeth’s fondling feet. As time went on, Elizabeth milked Chuck a number of times. In the end, her feet were covered with cum.
“I’ll clean your feet.” Replied Chuck.
In the blink of an eye, Elizabeth was wrapped up like a birthday gift. Only her head and feet were exposed. She was still lying on the floor with her feet securely bound in a set of stocks that rested on Chuck’s legs. He grabbed a soft fine tipped artist brush and some soapy water and began to clean Elizabeth’s naked feet.
She was hopping off the floor every few seconds as she felt each bristle caress and slide across her silky soft, hyper-ticklish feet. Chuck was taking his time and relishing every shriek and howl that came out this insanely ticklish beauty. The inhumane tickling became even more maddening when Chuck twirled the bristles across her toes. Elizabeth would just about laugh her head off in total and unabated hysteria. Chuck was merciless on her toes.
After cleaning her feet, Chuck put the shaving brush away, and he began to play This Little Piggy with Elizabeth’s cute adorable toes. He took his time with each toe. Chuck loved her feet. Following “the game” he grabs a pen-like instrument, which the tip vibrates. He began to trace the wrinkles of her feet with the vibrating pen. Elizabeth peed herself, again. Chuck slowly slid the pen over every wrinkle of her incredibly hyper-ticklish feet. Elizabeth was simply beside herself in sheer maddening hysteria. There was absolutely nothing she could do to stop Chuck. Elizabeth was at his mercy, or lack of. What caused Elizabeth to just about crawl out of her own skin was when Chuck slid the pen in between her toes. She jumped about three inches off the floor and was plunged into a state of unconditional silent screaming laughter. Chuck would look at his ticklish beauty and saw tears streaming down her twisted and disfigured face. He knew that it was unbearable torture for her, but he just loved tickling Elizabeth so much. Afterwards, Chuck began to use the soles of her soft supple feet like writing paper. He wrote whatever came to his mind. Hours went by as Elizabeth felt the vibrating tip travel across her feet. It looked like Chuck was writing “The Great American Novel”.
Chuck loved it when Elizabeth would wet herself. It was telling Chuck that he was tickle torturing Elizabeth in all the right ways.
After writing “the novel”, Elizabeth instantly was upon a table and bound in the spread eagle position. She was so exhausted that Chuck gave her time to recover.
Elizabeth awoke to the sweet smell of baby oil. She craned her head to see Chuck rubbing the ointment all over her body.
“I see that you are awake, good. Just in time for my next fiendish idea of torturing you.”
Elizabeth was too terrified to say a word. “This may smell like baby oil, but it is not.” Replied Chuck. “This is a new elixir I just came up with. I call it Tickle Oil. I know I’ve made you horribly and indescribably ticklish, but this will magnify your ticklishness to unimaginable heights.”
Elizabeth began trembling with fear. Her heart pounding in her chest so hard that Chuck could actually her chest bulge with every beat.
“Lets have some fun.” Spoke Chuck as he finished rubbing her down. Elizabeth peed herself again she was so consumed with horror. All Chuck did was have a huge sadistic satisfying grin as he saw the beauty wet herself. He sat next to her and started to wiggle his fingers, which looked hungry for her ticklish flesh. Suddenly a mild buzzing sound was heard.
“Vibrating fingertips.” Chuck said. “You’ll be crawling out of your own skin in no time.” Elizabeth tightly closed her eyes shut and held her breath in anticipation of the inevitable.
Chuck was right. As soon as his fingertips touched Elizabeth’s flesh, she just about tore clean out of her own skin. She arched her back about seven inches off the table. When she came back down, Elizabeth was violently bucking and thrashing about as if Chuck was jolting her with electricity. She gasped for each breath to meet the screams of laughter that exploded out of her aching lungs.
Chuck snaked his fingers with the greatest of ease over Elizabeth horrifically hyper-ticklish flesh. He would “draw” figure-8 patterns in the hollows of her armpits. Tickle torture tease her sweet delectable breast. He gave her the Ten Finger Tickle Torture on her sides. What Chuck really loved to do to Elizabeth was to use his vibrating index finger and slowly draw patterns on her incredibly sexy belly. He loved torturing her belly button. He would circle her belly button driving her totally mad with hysterics; then, he would place his finger in her belly button and wiggle it. Elizabeth would go utterly bonkers with hysteria.
Time went by so slowly for Elizabeth. She had no idea how long Chuck tickled her with his modified fingers. He gave her one rest period. She threw up at this point. Chuck went and took a seat at her gorgeous feet. He got out his new tickle tool: Tickle Rods. The rods are as thick as a pencil, about three feet long, and covered with a thin layer of felt. Chuck placed the rods in between toes of her right foot.
The rods came alive. Elizabeth erupted in unabated hysterics once more. Chuck slowly slid the rods back and forth. The slower he slid the rods the more excruciating the tickling sensation became. He tortured her toes for unknown hours. When her was done with those toes, Chuck switched the rods to Elizabeth’s other toes, and the tickling continued.
Following this ticklish night terror, Chuck gave Elizabeth a break. She was unbelievably exhausted. Her beautiful brunette hair glued to her sweaty head. Her eyes were rolled up in the back of her head. Her insanely gorgeous naked body was drenched with sweat.
Elizabeth woke to find herself securely strapped to an X frame on the floor. Chuck was applying more of the Tickle Oil on her pussy. Chuck had caused her pussy hairs to vanish leaving her baby soft and silky smooth. Chuck also applied the oil on her upper body, hips, inner thighs, and feet.
“Now the cats.”
Elizabeth began to struggle in sheer desperation in an attempt of breaking free. The cats appeared at their appointed spots. The cats began to lick Elizabeth’s insanely tickle spots. She screamed and hollered like a banshee as she felt their sandpaper textured tongues licking her naked body. The cat licking her shaved genitals was almost as unbearable as the cats licking her feet. The cat licking Elizabeth’s genitals was driving her out of her mind with multiple orgasms. As it licked her genitals, its whiskers were gently brushing against her inner thighs.
Hours slowly passed by as Chuck simply sat by and masturbated while Elizabeth was in utter and absolute hysteria.
When it was over, Elizabeth was once more suspended in midair. This time Chuck had the entire room filled with three-wick candle that each lasts an entire year. Elizabeth saw the candle and begged and pleaded that Chuck not light the candle. One by one he lit the wicks. The sadistic looking feathers appeared again and began to tickle every inch of Elizabeth’s hyper-ticklish naked body. As each candle ended another candle automatically lit thus the tickling would continue without missing a stroke. She was unaware that the candle gave off a high concentration of Nitrous Oxide.
Thus Chuck left the room leaving the indescribably and insanely drop dead gorgeous Elizabeth Hurley to a ticklish existence, forever and ever.
To Be Concluded...
By
Ovda
Amazingly Chuck would give Elizabeth a day or two of rest. On those days she became his sex toy. Elizabeth did absolutely everything that was asked of her. Although, Elizabeth would have to work for it. Chuck would place a chastity belt on Liz and place a small slender feather in the belt in order to tickle her clit. For two days she wore the belt. Elizabeth would get unbelievably horny, but Chuck never allowed her to climax. By the end of the first day Liz would be on the floor rolling around, beating on the belt and trying to tear it off so she could remove the feather and finger herself in order of have an orgasm. Elizabeth would end up screaming at the top of her lungs begging and pleading for Chuck to remove the belt and for him to have sex with her. At the end of the two days both Elizabeth and Chuck were in bed. Chuck made the feather and belt vanish. Elizabeth practically raped Chuck that first time. Liz was so incredibly horny they did not go three times, but four times.
During one of the weekends she had “off”, Elizabeth made her first and only mistake. After she and Chuck broke, yet another, bed from having sex all night, Elizabeth awoke and looked over at Chuck who had a huge grin from ear to ear. Just the sight of him made Elizabeth’s stomach turn, and it was not from all the laughing that she has been doing. She took a firm grip of her pillow and smashed it into Chuck’s face. Elizabeth used all of her might in hopes of smothering Chuck to death.
“DIE YOU, BASTARD! DIE!” she growled.
Chuck was struggling underneath the pillow. His arms flailing about. The more he struggled the more adamant Elizabeth was in killing him.
Suddenly he stopped, and Elizabeth heard laughter from underneath the pillow. She let up on the pressure with a perplex look on her face. The pillow vanished.
“You can’t kill me” He spoke with a huge shark’s grin that turned into a deadly serious look. “But I can make you wish that you were dead.”
Elizabeth began trembling as Chuck sat up. She did not want to think of what he was going to do to her.
“I think I’ll declare it Foot Month.”
Elizabeth thought that she was going to have a heart attack. She rolled onto the floor and crawled to a corner of the room and curled up into a ball making sure to hide her feet.
Chuck got up and snapped his finger. In the blink of an eye, Elizabeth Hurley was buried in the floor with only her head and feet sticking out. She was crying like a baby. So terrified that she could not speak a word.
“You know how much I just love to tickle your feet.”
She quietly nodded as he sat in front of her insanely beautiful and excruciatingly ticklish feet. Elizabeth’s feet were about 12 in. apart completely helpless.
Chuck produced a small bucket. He dipped a small brush into the bucket and began to “paint” the liquid compound on the soles of Elizabeth’s feet. She laughed hysterically as he slowly and randomly dragged over her horribly ticklish soles. Elizabeth’s tears of terror became tears of laughter. Chuck took his time on each foot. The toes were the worst for Elizabeth.
Finally Chuck was done. Elizabeth was very relieved.
“You may be wondering what I covered your feet with? Well it is a mixture of tuna oil and chicken grease. Cats just love this stuff.”
Chuck stepped back and Elizabeth looked passed her feet to see a pair of kittens at the far end of the room.
Chuck left the room leaving Elizabeth all alone with the cats. As much as she struggled to get freed, it was absolutely impossible. Elizabeth begged Chuck for mercy that she was sorry for what she had done to him. The cats got closer and closer. Elizabeth began to giggle in ticklish anticipation.
Contact was made.
The cats began to lick Elizabeth Hurley’s gorgeous feet. At the first lick her beautiful blue eyes just about popped out of her head. Chuck had made her feet so hyper-ticklish that Elizabeth felt the cats’ course sandpaper textured tongues sliding up her feet.
It was sheer madness for Elizabeth. She screamed and hollered like a rabid banshee. What plunged her into a state of all consuming hysteria was when the cats would lick in between her adorable toes.
Her face was flush red as the tears of unbridled laughter streamed down her twisted and disfigured face. The room was saturated with her insane laughter as it echoed off the walls. Every once and a while Elizabeth would go totally mute for about a minute or two as she entered a stage of silent screaming laughter.
For one week Elizabeth endured the Cat Treatment. When it was over and done with, she entered week two of Foot Month.
Instantaneously, Elizabeth was placed on a table with her feet in stocks. She laid on the table utterly exhausted and delirious. Next, she heard the sound of goats. She managed to lift her head to see two goats in front of her feet. She quickly sat up and saw that the goats were tied to the wall by a rope leash. Elizabeth also noticed that a candle was underneath each rope and slowly burning through the rope. Elizabeth began desperately pulling at her legs with all of might in order to get her feet out of the stocks. Before she knew it, the goats were on their way to her baby soft, hyper-ticklish feet. She began to panic even more and became frantic as the goats drew closer and closer.
They made contact.
The tickling sensation was so explosive that she jumped about three inches off the table at the first lick. The goats’ tongues are a thousand time more unbearable than the cats’. Elizabeth bucked and bounced about in total hysteria. Soon she collapsed on the table with her arms wrapped around her stomach and simply melted into pure and unimaginable hysterics.
The rest of the month Chuck had Elizabeth’s feet tickle tortured with feathers, and disembodied hands with vibrating fingertips. Chuck loved to torture Elizabeth with feather boas. He would take four five foot long boas and place them in between the toes of her right foot. Chuck would slowly slide the boas back and forth as if he were flossing Elizabeth’s adorable toes. She would just fall back laughing. This would tickle Elizabeth so much that she became as limp as a dead person. She would try to clinch her toes together in an attempt to hold the boas, but it tickled so much that she could not hold on for long. Chuck loved to see her sweaty naked body tremble in unbridled laughter. When he was done with one set of toes, he’d floss Elizabeth’s other set of toes. The other thing he loved about tickling her was when her bladder would empty out that was when Chuck knew that Elizabeth was truly tickled pink by the whole thing.
Finally the month had come to an end. Elizabeth rested on her bed weeping like a little schoolgirl. Chuck came and sat next to her.
“Have we learned our lesson?” he asked.
Elizabeth nodded in agreement.
“Are we going to be a good girl from now on?”
Again she nodded.
“Good.”
Chuck left the room, and Elizabeth fell into a deep sound sleep.
The next thing she knew was that she was suspended in midair about waist high in the middle of the room. Elizabeth was stretched taunt in the spread eagle position. She knew that it was no use to try to get freed. She looked and saw a single candle in a candle stand.
Chuck appeared and stood next to her.
“Did you have a nice restful sleep?”
She did not say a word.
“We are going to play a game.” Spoke Chuck. “I call it By Candle Light. It is a fun game. You are going to be so tickled by it.”
Elizabeth began trembling and crying because she simply could not take anymore of the tickling.
“The way the game is played is that when I light this candle, nice slender feathers will appear and begin to tickle your horribly and unbearably ticklish flesh. The feather will only stop when the candle goes out, understand?”
All Elizabeth could do was cry.
“Good. I see that you do understand. Now lets begin.”
Chuck lit a match and lit the candle. Just as he had spoken sets of feathers appeared as soon as he lit the candle. Elizabeth had feathers tickling the hollows of her silky soft armpits, her luscious breast, her ribs, belly, sides, hips, inner thighs, the bottoms and tops of her baby soft feet, her firm ass, her back, and her ankles. Chuck made sure that every part of Elizabeth’s gorgeous naked body was being tickled. Chuck had feather boas sliding in between her toes. Elizabeth was totally and completely conscious of feather snaking and sliding effortlessly across her hyper-ticklish body.
Chuck simply stood there admiring his handy work. Elizabeth was violently shaking her head back and forth, which made her hair whip wildly about as if in a tornado.
Chuck left his ticklish beauty alone. All Elizabeth could do was laugh. As time went by the tickling became more and more maddening. Endless hours passed by before the candle finally was extinguished.
The feathers halted their assault. If it were not for the genie magic that held her in place, Elizabeth would have fallen limp on the floor. She was undeniable physical and mentally exhausted. Her whole body glistened with sweat. Her hair plastered to her sweaty head, and her mind in a state of delirium. Elizabeth’s chest was heavily heaving up and down in an attempt to grasp every ounce of air she could get into her aching lungs. On the floor was a huge wet pattern.
After Elizabeth regained her composure, Chuck appeared with a new candle. He placed the candle in the stand. When Elizabeth saw the new candle she began to beg Chuck for mercy in that not to light it.
Chuck flicked his bic.
For an entire month they played the game, By Candle Light. Elizabeth ended with pteronophobia, which is a fear of being tickled by feathers, and she also gained a fear of candles.
When Elizabeth finally was given some rest time, she found herself lying on the floor. Chuck was sitting on a plush recliner as naked as Elizabeth.
“Give me a foot job.” Spoke Chuck.
Elizabeth got into position and began to rub, massage and caress Chuck’s enormous dick with her warm baby soft feet. From the first touch of her supple tender feet Chuck’s cock became as hard as adamantium. Although this was not as overwhelming as having Elizabeth giving him a blowjob it was great all the same. Chuck was enjoying every stroke of Elizabeth’s fondling feet. As time went on, Elizabeth milked Chuck a number of times. In the end, her feet were covered with cum.
“I’ll clean your feet.” Replied Chuck.
In the blink of an eye, Elizabeth was wrapped up like a birthday gift. Only her head and feet were exposed. She was still lying on the floor with her feet securely bound in a set of stocks that rested on Chuck’s legs. He grabbed a soft fine tipped artist brush and some soapy water and began to clean Elizabeth’s naked feet.
She was hopping off the floor every few seconds as she felt each bristle caress and slide across her silky soft, hyper-ticklish feet. Chuck was taking his time and relishing every shriek and howl that came out this insanely ticklish beauty. The inhumane tickling became even more maddening when Chuck twirled the bristles across her toes. Elizabeth would just about laugh her head off in total and unabated hysteria. Chuck was merciless on her toes.
After cleaning her feet, Chuck put the shaving brush away, and he began to play This Little Piggy with Elizabeth’s cute adorable toes. He took his time with each toe. Chuck loved her feet. Following “the game” he grabs a pen-like instrument, which the tip vibrates. He began to trace the wrinkles of her feet with the vibrating pen. Elizabeth peed herself, again. Chuck slowly slid the pen over every wrinkle of her incredibly hyper-ticklish feet. Elizabeth was simply beside herself in sheer maddening hysteria. There was absolutely nothing she could do to stop Chuck. Elizabeth was at his mercy, or lack of. What caused Elizabeth to just about crawl out of her own skin was when Chuck slid the pen in between her toes. She jumped about three inches off the floor and was plunged into a state of unconditional silent screaming laughter. Chuck would look at his ticklish beauty and saw tears streaming down her twisted and disfigured face. He knew that it was unbearable torture for her, but he just loved tickling Elizabeth so much. Afterwards, Chuck began to use the soles of her soft supple feet like writing paper. He wrote whatever came to his mind. Hours went by as Elizabeth felt the vibrating tip travel across her feet. It looked like Chuck was writing “The Great American Novel”.
Chuck loved it when Elizabeth would wet herself. It was telling Chuck that he was tickle torturing Elizabeth in all the right ways.
After writing “the novel”, Elizabeth instantly was upon a table and bound in the spread eagle position. She was so exhausted that Chuck gave her time to recover.
Elizabeth awoke to the sweet smell of baby oil. She craned her head to see Chuck rubbing the ointment all over her body.
“I see that you are awake, good. Just in time for my next fiendish idea of torturing you.”
Elizabeth was too terrified to say a word. “This may smell like baby oil, but it is not.” Replied Chuck. “This is a new elixir I just came up with. I call it Tickle Oil. I know I’ve made you horribly and indescribably ticklish, but this will magnify your ticklishness to unimaginable heights.”
Elizabeth began trembling with fear. Her heart pounding in her chest so hard that Chuck could actually her chest bulge with every beat.
“Lets have some fun.” Spoke Chuck as he finished rubbing her down. Elizabeth peed herself again she was so consumed with horror. All Chuck did was have a huge sadistic satisfying grin as he saw the beauty wet herself. He sat next to her and started to wiggle his fingers, which looked hungry for her ticklish flesh. Suddenly a mild buzzing sound was heard.
“Vibrating fingertips.” Chuck said. “You’ll be crawling out of your own skin in no time.” Elizabeth tightly closed her eyes shut and held her breath in anticipation of the inevitable.
Chuck was right. As soon as his fingertips touched Elizabeth’s flesh, she just about tore clean out of her own skin. She arched her back about seven inches off the table. When she came back down, Elizabeth was violently bucking and thrashing about as if Chuck was jolting her with electricity. She gasped for each breath to meet the screams of laughter that exploded out of her aching lungs.
Chuck snaked his fingers with the greatest of ease over Elizabeth horrifically hyper-ticklish flesh. He would “draw” figure-8 patterns in the hollows of her armpits. Tickle torture tease her sweet delectable breast. He gave her the Ten Finger Tickle Torture on her sides. What Chuck really loved to do to Elizabeth was to use his vibrating index finger and slowly draw patterns on her incredibly sexy belly. He loved torturing her belly button. He would circle her belly button driving her totally mad with hysterics; then, he would place his finger in her belly button and wiggle it. Elizabeth would go utterly bonkers with hysteria.
Time went by so slowly for Elizabeth. She had no idea how long Chuck tickled her with his modified fingers. He gave her one rest period. She threw up at this point. Chuck went and took a seat at her gorgeous feet. He got out his new tickle tool: Tickle Rods. The rods are as thick as a pencil, about three feet long, and covered with a thin layer of felt. Chuck placed the rods in between toes of her right foot.
The rods came alive. Elizabeth erupted in unabated hysterics once more. Chuck slowly slid the rods back and forth. The slower he slid the rods the more excruciating the tickling sensation became. He tortured her toes for unknown hours. When her was done with those toes, Chuck switched the rods to Elizabeth’s other toes, and the tickling continued.
Following this ticklish night terror, Chuck gave Elizabeth a break. She was unbelievably exhausted. Her beautiful brunette hair glued to her sweaty head. Her eyes were rolled up in the back of her head. Her insanely gorgeous naked body was drenched with sweat.
Elizabeth woke to find herself securely strapped to an X frame on the floor. Chuck was applying more of the Tickle Oil on her pussy. Chuck had caused her pussy hairs to vanish leaving her baby soft and silky smooth. Chuck also applied the oil on her upper body, hips, inner thighs, and feet.
“Now the cats.”
Elizabeth began to struggle in sheer desperation in an attempt of breaking free. The cats appeared at their appointed spots. The cats began to lick Elizabeth’s insanely tickle spots. She screamed and hollered like a banshee as she felt their sandpaper textured tongues licking her naked body. The cat licking her shaved genitals was almost as unbearable as the cats licking her feet. The cat licking Elizabeth’s genitals was driving her out of her mind with multiple orgasms. As it licked her genitals, its whiskers were gently brushing against her inner thighs.
Hours slowly passed by as Chuck simply sat by and masturbated while Elizabeth was in utter and absolute hysteria.
When it was over, Elizabeth was once more suspended in midair. This time Chuck had the entire room filled with three-wick candle that each lasts an entire year. Elizabeth saw the candle and begged and pleaded that Chuck not light the candle. One by one he lit the wicks. The sadistic looking feathers appeared again and began to tickle every inch of Elizabeth’s hyper-ticklish naked body. As each candle ended another candle automatically lit thus the tickling would continue without missing a stroke. She was unaware that the candle gave off a high concentration of Nitrous Oxide.
Thus Chuck left the room leaving the indescribably and insanely drop dead gorgeous Elizabeth Hurley to a ticklish existence, forever and ever.
To Be Concluded...
