Longtime Lurker First time Contrubuter, I hope you like.
DISCLAMER: This is a work of Fantisy.Any simularities with anyone living or
dead is a accident
I used the Nazis as villians,I nether agree with their views or tatics. I am
not a member or supporter of any hate group.
Now with that out of the way, enjoy the show
1940- Somewhere in Occupied France
Agent Sarah Baker tests her bonds as she awaits the torture to begin, she never expected to questioned in a theater, then again she never expected to be
captured at all. Curiously she is still fully dressed in her gray suit, stockings and heels, all the reports she read said that they strip the prisoners before questioning.
Her thoughts are interurpted by the squeaking of wheels and the sound of
jackboots comming towards her. As the group enter the light she can see that the three SS men are pushing a matress on an angled frame, like the one she is secured to, tied on the matress is a brunete 20ish woman in a white blouse and black skirt covered by a flowered aprion, tan stocking and fur lined slippers. Sarah reconizes the woman as Marie, a member of the local resistence cell. Marie is wide eyed in fear. "Why are you doing this?""I have done nothng wrong!"
"There you are, you were taking so long I was just about to leave." Sarah said trying to sound braver than she felt.
"Miss Baker, we can't start the party without all the guests" The SS leader, Hans, replied. "Seening that you took up arms against us together, I think you should be punished together. It is showtime" The main curtan in front of Sarah opens and she sees a theater full of solders and nazi party members. Sarah is outraged, to be captured and tortured is one thing but to have their suffering be for the amusement of others is another. As she is taking this all in microphones are positoned over Sarah's and Marie's heads.
"You are all here because you are looking for special entertainment so without futher adou let us start." Hans announced as he aproached Sarah's feet, he slowly removes her black opentoe slingbacks draging his fingers over her gray nyloned soles in the pocess. A few gigles escape her lips which echo though the loudspeaker system. She hears a ripple of aproval comming back from the spectators. "Looks like we have a ticklish one here" Hans said which got another
show of aproval, and shouts of "Fingers", "Feathers"," Shaving Brush", "Toothbrush" "I am hearing shaving brush overall, so I'll start with that"
Hans grabs a ivory handed brush and starts to aproach Sarah helpless feet "If you want to beg for mercy go ahead, it will make a better show." Hans wispered . "I won't give you monsters the satifahahahahahah hohohohohohohoho hahahaahahahah I'll never talkhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah"
"Talk? We don't need you to talk, this pitiful spy ring is smashed. How do you think we captured you two so easily?" Hans said as the soft brisles stroke the nylon. "Hehehehehehehahahahahahaha gasp Hahahahahahahahhehehehehehe
hohohohohohohohohohohohohhehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe is all Sarah could reply. After a while, minutes,hours, days Sarah couldn't tell, the relentless
stimulation of her feet ended. "That was fun, now for the fingers" Hans started stoking her arch. Her laughter when up and octive "yohohohohohohmonsteheheheheheheheheh monster hahahahahahahahahahahah
when she thought nothing could tickle more than that Hans started under her toes. Sarah would of gone through the roof if she wasn't tied down. "Hahahaha
hehehehehehehehyouhohohohohohohwon'thahahahahahahbreakhahahahahahahah
mehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.
"She is really tough,why don't we work on the other one?" Hans receved a huge
cheer.
Marie, who had been watching the scene with horor, started to beg."No, please mercy.I'll do anything." Her begging receved laughter and cheers form the
spectators. "I think I do this one at a time" he said as her removes Marie's left
slipper revealing her tan full-fashion stockinged foot."I wwas at home cleaning all
day" Marie begged. Hans looks at Marie's apron and the dust rag in her pocket.
"If you were cleaning why does your apron and rag look spotless?" He takes
Marie's feather duster out of her apron pocket and shakes it. No cloud of dust
appears."No dust here either, but that stocking looks dirty" "O God no
please no. Help me Sarah pleasehehehehehehehehehehehehehhelphhahahahahahahahahhahahahahah"
"Help me Sarah?,but you said you never met her before?" Hans asked."How do
you explain this?" "Hahahahahhohohohohohohohnohohohohohohohohnomorehohohohohohohohohoho
Pleasehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehhehehehehehehe was Marie's reply.
Hans stops to remove her other slipper," pleasehehe your killing mee 'gasp' I can't take any more" "sob, shoot me, kill me, please no more ticklng pleasehehe
hehehehehehehehhahahahahahahahah " Marie screamed louder when one foot was attacked with the duster and the other with fingers.
Sarah was watching with mixed feelings, she was glad for the breather but
watching Marie, her friend , suffer was very painful. After ,by Sarah guess, 10 to
15 minutes Marie's suffering is stoped. "While the criminal catches her breath,
we will prepare for the next segment of the show." Two machines are brought
out they look like bench grinders with feather wheels. " Now is a contest, most
people wager on it, we will place the machines under these girls feet and turn them on. The one who stays awake longer wins and gets to go backstage and rest The other stays with us and gets tickled by the winner of the ticket draw.
For a time that is also drawn."
Maire and Sarah are horrifed, either way they both loose. They either suffer
further torture or listen to their friend suffer.
The machines are turned on and pushed toward the helpless,flailing feet of the
two young women. Sarah strugles bouncing the frame. Marie cryng, offering
herself to anyone who would help her. The feathers hit nylon simultanously.
The screams bounce off the back walls without the help of the loudspeaker.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHOHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
Sarah, lightheaded from laughing, realizes she doesn't hear Marie anymore, looking over she sees her friend's head down and Marie's feet feebly twiching
as the feather stroke them. "Looks like the criminal is loosing" Hans anounces.
"But she is still with us" They turn up Marie's mike and Sarah can hear her weak
giggles comming though. Sarah last sight before passing out is them moving Marie's machine from her feet.
To Be Continued?
DISCLAMER: This is a work of Fantisy.Any simularities with anyone living or
dead is a accident
I used the Nazis as villians,I nether agree with their views or tatics. I am
not a member or supporter of any hate group.
Now with that out of the way, enjoy the show
1940- Somewhere in Occupied France
Agent Sarah Baker tests her bonds as she awaits the torture to begin, she never expected to questioned in a theater, then again she never expected to be
captured at all. Curiously she is still fully dressed in her gray suit, stockings and heels, all the reports she read said that they strip the prisoners before questioning.
Her thoughts are interurpted by the squeaking of wheels and the sound of
jackboots comming towards her. As the group enter the light she can see that the three SS men are pushing a matress on an angled frame, like the one she is secured to, tied on the matress is a brunete 20ish woman in a white blouse and black skirt covered by a flowered aprion, tan stocking and fur lined slippers. Sarah reconizes the woman as Marie, a member of the local resistence cell. Marie is wide eyed in fear. "Why are you doing this?""I have done nothng wrong!"
"There you are, you were taking so long I was just about to leave." Sarah said trying to sound braver than she felt.
"Miss Baker, we can't start the party without all the guests" The SS leader, Hans, replied. "Seening that you took up arms against us together, I think you should be punished together. It is showtime" The main curtan in front of Sarah opens and she sees a theater full of solders and nazi party members. Sarah is outraged, to be captured and tortured is one thing but to have their suffering be for the amusement of others is another. As she is taking this all in microphones are positoned over Sarah's and Marie's heads.
"You are all here because you are looking for special entertainment so without futher adou let us start." Hans announced as he aproached Sarah's feet, he slowly removes her black opentoe slingbacks draging his fingers over her gray nyloned soles in the pocess. A few gigles escape her lips which echo though the loudspeaker system. She hears a ripple of aproval comming back from the spectators. "Looks like we have a ticklish one here" Hans said which got another
show of aproval, and shouts of "Fingers", "Feathers"," Shaving Brush", "Toothbrush" "I am hearing shaving brush overall, so I'll start with that"
Hans grabs a ivory handed brush and starts to aproach Sarah helpless feet "If you want to beg for mercy go ahead, it will make a better show." Hans wispered . "I won't give you monsters the satifahahahahahah hohohohohohohoho hahahaahahahah I'll never talkhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah"
"Talk? We don't need you to talk, this pitiful spy ring is smashed. How do you think we captured you two so easily?" Hans said as the soft brisles stroke the nylon. "Hehehehehehehahahahahahaha gasp Hahahahahahahahhehehehehehe
hohohohohohohohohohohohohhehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe is all Sarah could reply. After a while, minutes,hours, days Sarah couldn't tell, the relentless
stimulation of her feet ended. "That was fun, now for the fingers" Hans started stoking her arch. Her laughter when up and octive "yohohohohohohmonsteheheheheheheheheh monster hahahahahahahahahahahah
when she thought nothing could tickle more than that Hans started under her toes. Sarah would of gone through the roof if she wasn't tied down. "Hahahaha
hehehehehehehehyouhohohohohohohwon'thahahahahahahbreakhahahahahahahah
mehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.
"She is really tough,why don't we work on the other one?" Hans receved a huge
cheer.
Marie, who had been watching the scene with horor, started to beg."No, please mercy.I'll do anything." Her begging receved laughter and cheers form the
spectators. "I think I do this one at a time" he said as her removes Marie's left
slipper revealing her tan full-fashion stockinged foot."I wwas at home cleaning all
day" Marie begged. Hans looks at Marie's apron and the dust rag in her pocket.
"If you were cleaning why does your apron and rag look spotless?" He takes
Marie's feather duster out of her apron pocket and shakes it. No cloud of dust
appears."No dust here either, but that stocking looks dirty" "O God no
please no. Help me Sarah pleasehehehehehehehehehehehehehhelphhahahahahahahahahhahahahahah"
"Help me Sarah?,but you said you never met her before?" Hans asked."How do
you explain this?" "Hahahahahhohohohohohohohnohohohohohohohohnomorehohohohohohohohohoho
Pleasehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehhehehehehehehe was Marie's reply.
Hans stops to remove her other slipper," pleasehehe your killing mee 'gasp' I can't take any more" "sob, shoot me, kill me, please no more ticklng pleasehehe
hehehehehehehehhahahahahahahahah " Marie screamed louder when one foot was attacked with the duster and the other with fingers.
Sarah was watching with mixed feelings, she was glad for the breather but
watching Marie, her friend , suffer was very painful. After ,by Sarah guess, 10 to
15 minutes Marie's suffering is stoped. "While the criminal catches her breath,
we will prepare for the next segment of the show." Two machines are brought
out they look like bench grinders with feather wheels. " Now is a contest, most
people wager on it, we will place the machines under these girls feet and turn them on. The one who stays awake longer wins and gets to go backstage and rest The other stays with us and gets tickled by the winner of the ticket draw.
For a time that is also drawn."
Maire and Sarah are horrifed, either way they both loose. They either suffer
further torture or listen to their friend suffer.
The machines are turned on and pushed toward the helpless,flailing feet of the
two young women. Sarah strugles bouncing the frame. Marie cryng, offering
herself to anyone who would help her. The feathers hit nylon simultanously.
The screams bounce off the back walls without the help of the loudspeaker.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHOHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
Sarah, lightheaded from laughing, realizes she doesn't hear Marie anymore, looking over she sees her friend's head down and Marie's feet feebly twiching
as the feather stroke them. "Looks like the criminal is loosing" Hans anounces.
"But she is still with us" They turn up Marie's mike and Sarah can hear her weak
giggles comming though. Sarah last sight before passing out is them moving Marie's machine from her feet.
To Be Continued?
