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The Procurator was enjoying his dinner when his assistant, Jakob came in. "You are too early Jakob. I do not need you until 10." Jakob nodded. "Procurator, I have received a message from Pollux Maximus. He is part of a secret society. They have.... a crisis, and they need our help."
The Procurator listened patiently and got up from the table and began pacing in the room. "What is this secret society and what is their crisis?" asked the Procurator. "This secret society is called "The Order of the Phoenix". It is a group of men that congregate in secret to pursue their desire to tickle or be tickled. It is secret society that is well guarded. Their Guardian, Gallus, has been abducted and is being held for ransom. Pollux is a friend and has asked for our help."
The Procurator smiled. He knew of this secret society and knew of Gallus. They were only causally associated. They met at a series of demonstrations for Tickling Techniques.Gallus had volunteered to be demonstrated on. The Procurator smiled because of how ticklish Gallus was that day. He also knew that the membership list was secret because of the status and wealth of the members. Procurator summoned his driver. "We will go to help Pollux and the rest of the membership.
The two arrived at the society's headquarters and were greeted by Pollux and a security officer. The security officer searched both Jakob and the Procurator. Both giggled as they were searched. The officer smiled."Mmmm very ticklish and very safe. they may go with you." Pollux took them to a their conference room. Once in the room, the security officer locked the room and cloaked it in a secure aura. "I am sorry about all the security measures, but since Gallus was abducted, we have not felt safe." The Procurator asked to see any evidence collected that might help them find Gallus.
Pollux took out a disc and slipped it into a player and activated it. The visual recording showed Gallus, naked and tied to a pole, his arms stretched up over his head. two men in hoods were tickling him tortuously. A third hooded amn spoke directly to deliver his ransom message. "If you want to have your Guardian back and in sound mind, give us 3 million dollars. You have 24 hours before we tickle him to insanity. Remeber....24 hours" Then the disc stopped. The Procurator thought for a moment. "What did they mean by "tickle Gallus to insanity"? Is there something you aren't telling me?"
Pollux nodded. "Yes.. there is. Gallus has a genetic anomaly that makes him more than extremely ticklish. If they keep tickle torturing him, he will go insane from his ticklishness... He cannot not hold out much longer."
The Procurator summoned the security officer and told him to bring each member in one by one for questioning. "Jakob.. I want you to to search Gallus's room and bring back anything helpful." Jakob left to search the room. As Jakob was searching the room, he felt as if he wasn't alone. He turned around, but didn't see anything. He continued to search and found a cloth and a small vial. As he went to pick it up, he felt himself being grabbed handheld down, his shirt ripped open. Jakob went to call out, but could not. He began giggling as his ribs and armpits were being ruthlessly tickled. He thrashed and wriggled. The men tickling him were hooded. "Tell your Procurator to leave, or the next time we meet, you will be more severely tortured!! Now go and persuade your master to leave."
Jakob got up slowly and rubbed his ribs, still giggling from the harsh tickling he received. Then he gathered up what he had found and went back to the Procurator.
Both Pollux and the Procurator noticed how Jakob's shirt was torn and his hair wet with sweat. "What has happened to you?" asked the Procurator. Jakob told them both of the attack and delivered the message. Pollux went pale and became nervous. "If you were attacked, then they are still on then compound. We are in more danger than I thought."
The Procurator agreed and stepped up the questioning. Jakob remained with him while each member had been questioned. Jakob had noticed that one of the men questioned had a tattoo on the top of his right hand. It was a tattoo of two feathers criss crossed. He thought there was something familiar about that tattoo, but didn't say anything at the time.
several hours had passed and Jakob could tell the Procurator was tired and needed to stop and rest. Jakob spoke to Pollux, who suspend questioning until the next morning. Then the three went to a more private dinning room to eat and discuss the evidence or lack of evidence gathered.
While they are eating, Jakob thought about that tattoo. He couldn't get it out of hid mind. "Pollux, are there any members who have tattoos on their hands?" The Procurator took immediate notice. Pollux thought quietly, then answered. "We do not adorn ourselves with any tattoos related to this society. They would only raise unwanted questions. We try to be discreet about our tickling passions."
The Procurator listened intently, then spoke. "Jakob, What did the tattoo look like?" Jakob described the tattoo He went too as the criss crossed feathers. Pollux became noticeably upset. "Did you say criss crossed feathers?" Jakob nodded. "They were ruthless with their tickling, as if to harm rather than tease."
Pollux didn't say anything else, but left the room quickly. Jakob and the Procurator thought nothing of it at the time and went back to talking about Jakob's attack. The two kept going over and over the attack and then the disc of Gallus being tickle tortured.
Jakob begged out of working anymore as it was late in the night. he went to his room and was getting ready for bed when he heard knocking at his door. He opened it to find Pollux. "What are you doing here? It is late and I'm worn out." Jakob said. Pollux nodded. "I know it's late, but I think I know who the men were who attacked you today. I think they are still here in the compound."
"Really? Who do you think they are?" asked Jakob, now alert and interested. Pollux started telling Jakob about a small defacto group within the society that were trying to make a play for control of the community. They weren't happy with the way Gallus was running the society and challenged him. Being a fair man, Gallus allowed a representative of this group make their cause to the Council of Elders. After they made their case, the Elders voted. This group lost the vote and their power play was put down.
Jakob listened intently to Pollux. "If they are still here, then we should be able to catch them during the questioning." Pollux shook his head. "No.. No we won't. They w ill manage to slip by us." Jakob thought for a moment. "Is there something or some mandatory activity that everyone must attend?"
Pollux was silent for a moment, then smiled. "There is something that we all have to attend. Each morning after breakfast we all go into the gym for exercises. It's mandatory. We'll be able to see the tattoo." Jakob smiled. "I'll just let The Procurator know."
Jakob was on his way to tell the Procurator what Pollux had told him, when he heard laughter coming from the Procurator's room. Jakob peeked in to the rook to see the Procurator naked and tied down on the bed being tickled by another member of the society. Jakob slipped quietly away as the t tickler began tickling the Procurator's sides and hips.
The Procurator listened patiently and got up from the table and began pacing in the room. "What is this secret society and what is their crisis?" asked the Procurator. "This secret society is called "The Order of the Phoenix". It is a group of men that congregate in secret to pursue their desire to tickle or be tickled. It is secret society that is well guarded. Their Guardian, Gallus, has been abducted and is being held for ransom. Pollux is a friend and has asked for our help."
The Procurator smiled. He knew of this secret society and knew of Gallus. They were only causally associated. They met at a series of demonstrations for Tickling Techniques.Gallus had volunteered to be demonstrated on. The Procurator smiled because of how ticklish Gallus was that day. He also knew that the membership list was secret because of the status and wealth of the members. Procurator summoned his driver. "We will go to help Pollux and the rest of the membership.
The two arrived at the society's headquarters and were greeted by Pollux and a security officer. The security officer searched both Jakob and the Procurator. Both giggled as they were searched. The officer smiled."Mmmm very ticklish and very safe. they may go with you." Pollux took them to a their conference room. Once in the room, the security officer locked the room and cloaked it in a secure aura. "I am sorry about all the security measures, but since Gallus was abducted, we have not felt safe." The Procurator asked to see any evidence collected that might help them find Gallus.
Pollux took out a disc and slipped it into a player and activated it. The visual recording showed Gallus, naked and tied to a pole, his arms stretched up over his head. two men in hoods were tickling him tortuously. A third hooded amn spoke directly to deliver his ransom message. "If you want to have your Guardian back and in sound mind, give us 3 million dollars. You have 24 hours before we tickle him to insanity. Remeber....24 hours" Then the disc stopped. The Procurator thought for a moment. "What did they mean by "tickle Gallus to insanity"? Is there something you aren't telling me?"
Pollux nodded. "Yes.. there is. Gallus has a genetic anomaly that makes him more than extremely ticklish. If they keep tickle torturing him, he will go insane from his ticklishness... He cannot not hold out much longer."
The Procurator summoned the security officer and told him to bring each member in one by one for questioning. "Jakob.. I want you to to search Gallus's room and bring back anything helpful." Jakob left to search the room. As Jakob was searching the room, he felt as if he wasn't alone. He turned around, but didn't see anything. He continued to search and found a cloth and a small vial. As he went to pick it up, he felt himself being grabbed handheld down, his shirt ripped open. Jakob went to call out, but could not. He began giggling as his ribs and armpits were being ruthlessly tickled. He thrashed and wriggled. The men tickling him were hooded. "Tell your Procurator to leave, or the next time we meet, you will be more severely tortured!! Now go and persuade your master to leave."
Jakob got up slowly and rubbed his ribs, still giggling from the harsh tickling he received. Then he gathered up what he had found and went back to the Procurator.
Both Pollux and the Procurator noticed how Jakob's shirt was torn and his hair wet with sweat. "What has happened to you?" asked the Procurator. Jakob told them both of the attack and delivered the message. Pollux went pale and became nervous. "If you were attacked, then they are still on then compound. We are in more danger than I thought."
The Procurator agreed and stepped up the questioning. Jakob remained with him while each member had been questioned. Jakob had noticed that one of the men questioned had a tattoo on the top of his right hand. It was a tattoo of two feathers criss crossed. He thought there was something familiar about that tattoo, but didn't say anything at the time.
several hours had passed and Jakob could tell the Procurator was tired and needed to stop and rest. Jakob spoke to Pollux, who suspend questioning until the next morning. Then the three went to a more private dinning room to eat and discuss the evidence or lack of evidence gathered.
While they are eating, Jakob thought about that tattoo. He couldn't get it out of hid mind. "Pollux, are there any members who have tattoos on their hands?" The Procurator took immediate notice. Pollux thought quietly, then answered. "We do not adorn ourselves with any tattoos related to this society. They would only raise unwanted questions. We try to be discreet about our tickling passions."
The Procurator listened intently, then spoke. "Jakob, What did the tattoo look like?" Jakob described the tattoo He went too as the criss crossed feathers. Pollux became noticeably upset. "Did you say criss crossed feathers?" Jakob nodded. "They were ruthless with their tickling, as if to harm rather than tease."
Pollux didn't say anything else, but left the room quickly. Jakob and the Procurator thought nothing of it at the time and went back to talking about Jakob's attack. The two kept going over and over the attack and then the disc of Gallus being tickle tortured.
Jakob begged out of working anymore as it was late in the night. he went to his room and was getting ready for bed when he heard knocking at his door. He opened it to find Pollux. "What are you doing here? It is late and I'm worn out." Jakob said. Pollux nodded. "I know it's late, but I think I know who the men were who attacked you today. I think they are still here in the compound."
"Really? Who do you think they are?" asked Jakob, now alert and interested. Pollux started telling Jakob about a small defacto group within the society that were trying to make a play for control of the community. They weren't happy with the way Gallus was running the society and challenged him. Being a fair man, Gallus allowed a representative of this group make their cause to the Council of Elders. After they made their case, the Elders voted. This group lost the vote and their power play was put down.
Jakob listened intently to Pollux. "If they are still here, then we should be able to catch them during the questioning." Pollux shook his head. "No.. No we won't. They w ill manage to slip by us." Jakob thought for a moment. "Is there something or some mandatory activity that everyone must attend?"
Pollux was silent for a moment, then smiled. "There is something that we all have to attend. Each morning after breakfast we all go into the gym for exercises. It's mandatory. We'll be able to see the tattoo." Jakob smiled. "I'll just let The Procurator know."
Jakob was on his way to tell the Procurator what Pollux had told him, when he heard laughter coming from the Procurator's room. Jakob peeked in to the rook to see the Procurator naked and tied down on the bed being tickled by another member of the society. Jakob slipped quietly away as the t tickler began tickling the Procurator's sides and hips.
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