TickleMantis
4th Level Red Feather
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The officers had found her hours later, giggling in her sleep. Completley nude bar one stocking and another that had been ripped from the ankle down. On the floor in her apartment kitchen, a pool of sweat and tears. The hospital had called the apartment in search of Trish to give her the news about Kendell but the phone was found off the hook, the police had investigated when no one answered for hours and the now completley insane red head could be found nowhere else.
There was duct tape on the corners of the table and an extention cord tied to the back of a chair. The detectives concluded someone had bound poor Trish and done something to her. They had done it enough to drive her mad, for it only took one brief session with a phychiatrist once she woke up to determine a complete lack of sense. Now the red head Trish rolled around on the floor of a padded cell in a straight jacket, laughing maniacally as bodiless hands that only she could see tickled every inch of her sensitive body.
Kendell of course was unaware any of this had taken place, for she had been unconsious the past two days. Recently the barbie bodied blonde had discovered she suffered from a rare nerve condition, only three other people were on record as ever having it. There was little information, and much of what the good Doctor Hughes had told her was mostly guess work. Kendell's own search for information was less than encouraging, discovering a report of one girl in India who was found dead with bruising on her ribs and sides, seemingly, horribly, tickled to death.
The condition was so extreme any abnormal stimulation to Kendell's nerves would cause an attack. The attacks would make the big breasted blondes nerves so incredibly sensitive everything from drips of water to the very air in her apartment would cause the poor girl to break out in hysterical ticklish fits. The first attack had come when a man she was dating, Sam Lucas, had tickled her on the couch. While the attack took some time to kick into gear it wasn't until Kendell was actually in the shower and the water began tickling her naked body that she succumbed to the terrible tickling.
Having been sedated by paramedics Kendell had been rushed to hospital where, upon waking, she felt perfectly fine, if a little tired. The Doctor had explained that to prevent futher attacks the tickle hating blonde was to avoid any extra nerve stimulation, like the tickling she had recieved from Sam. Unfortunaley while on leave from work, in order to relax, Kendell absent mindedly used a couple of her room mate Trish's bath salts, resulting in another attack. Kendell was barley able to call 911 before once again becoming a laughing crying mess on the floor.
While on her second stay at hospital Kendell was totally unaware of the events going on in her own home. Trish, having just visited poor comatose Kendell came home and began to nap on the couch. Upon waking the big breasted red head was to disover the large dark skinned figure of Sam Lucas who proceeded to question Trish on Kendell's whereabouts. Unwilling to answer Trish was stripped of her clothing and tickle tortured before being bound and tickle even futher. Even after reluctently revealing which hospital Kendell was at the evil sadist continued to tickle Trish without mercy driving her insane.
Kendell was under heavy sedative now. She had woken breifly from her short coma but when a hospital intern placed a cold glass thermometer under the blonde's arm it sent her into yet another super sensitive attack. Although Kendell dreamt fitful dreams and giggled unwantingly in her forced slumber it was fortunate she could not see the goings on directly around her.
Sam Lucas had planned it well, in a white coat he had swiftly made his way to the hospital roof. Once there he revealed a climbing harness and rope from under the coat. Tying the rope to a small metalic fixture the tickle mad lunatic absailed down the side of the tall building until arriving at Kendell's room. From the sneaky man's pocket the lone burglar pulled a small blade which he used to slice through the glass. The bulk of the window fell toward him but with surprising speed he was able to catch it and climb inside.
The nurse had found the empty room and the cut glass. Survillence tapes revealed Sam with the nightie clad Kendell over his shoulder, scaling down the wall under the cloak of darkness. The black and white security tape showed him placing the sleeping blonde in the back of an unmarked van before driving off, leaving everything else behind. The police knew him instantly from the tape which was later confirmed by the finger prints, matching those on the duct tape and extention cord found in Kendell and Trish's apartment.
Sam Lucas had been a wanted man for some time. A former math teacher and principal it was later discovered he used to tickle female students on a regular basis. After a scandal involving tickling a couple of nude bound females on a live internet feed Sam had become a fugitive after S.W.A.T failed to detain him. On top of those devious acts Sam, better know as Mr Lucas, was found to be the only male allowed to frequent an all girl brothel that specialised in erotic tickling. Sam was smart, cunning and a total predator, the FBI were soon called and a man hunt was on.
Not as far away as one would have thought Sam clicked on a switch which caused several bright flurescent lights to blink on. The large room had been greatly altered by Mr Lucas over many months, the floor stark white to match the walls and high celling. The devices built custom made by himself and the tools hand picked, as was his current and most prized victim. Closing the white door with a loud click behind him, Sam carried the sedated Kendell through the large room and laid her carefully onto a large cold metallic table.
Rolling the nightie wearing girl over onto her front Sam lifted the thin robe a few inches to reveal Kendell's peach like butt. Walking to a set of drawers on the far side of the room he retrieved a small needle with a mystery fluid inside. Carefully Mr Lucas inserted the needle into the right plump cheek before returning the empty needle, closing the drawer, walking back and tearing the hospital issue gown from the sleeping girl who now lay totally nude on the large cold table.
"...wha..." Kendell was almost speechless when she eventually awoke and before she could blink her eyes clear and focus already knew that she was nude and bound.
With no one in sight the trapped blonde let the fear sink deep in her stomch before taking time to asses her bizzare surroundings. The things with straps and ropes and chains, tables, chairs and other strange things, something that looked like a excercise machine clearly not meant for exercise. The room was large, but was it real? Quite real. Kendell herself was restrained tightly and stretched on one of the many curiousities.
On the floor, which Kendell could not see, was a large flat rectangle with bolts all along the edges. Dead in the middle and sticking straight up was a thick pole, about half a foot high that supported a large 3D half moon. It was white, and shaped like a big thick circle only one half was missing. On the curved half, up the top were two leather lined metal clamps about an inch wide. On the bottom were two more. Kendell's wrists were secure in the upper clamps and with her bare back pressed into the curve of the device the blonde's sexy body stretched around until meeting her ankles which were clamped just a tight.
Lifting her head up the confused and frightened girl could barley move. Kendell could move her hands a little and wiggle her cute feet. From the neck up was okay and breathing wasn't a problem but another than that she was pulled so tight it almost hurt, but no quite. Shifting her gaze all over Kendell searched desperatley for something familiar, but there was nothing she had ever seen before in this weird, but rather pleasent smelling, place. Then came a frighteningly familar voice.
"I didn't know exactley what type of sedative they'd used" Sam Lucas sad calmly wandering casually in jeans, sneakers and a white t-shirt into Kendell's view. "so I didn't use anything I had to speed up the process. I have given you a nerve relaxant though, so don't worry about any of your 'attacks' for a while."
"...Wha...what...Sam?" Kendell was beside herself with shock, wide eyed she watched him walk far too calmly until his large musculer frame stood a couple of feet from her nude trapped body. "...whats happening?"
"I kidnapped you from the hospital and bought you here." Sam stated coldly. "The nerve relaxant I gave you would make a normal person able to hold a flame near their skin for quite some time with little pain, depending on the dosage...on someone as sensitive as you...well I'm guessing here, but it will probably leave your nerves about as sensitive as your friend Trish."
"Trish...why...what are you doing?" Kendell's head was clearing quickly, some how it wasn't quite as terrible that it was someone she knew doing this, although still horribly frightening. "Is Trish okay?"
"Shes fine." Sam lied as he walked back behind Kendell and out of her sight. "I just had to tickle her until she told me where they were keeping you."
The work 'tickle' hit Kendell like a bus. It hadn't occured to her that it was Sam's plan to tickle her in this strange yet completley exposed and vunerable position. She tried to dismiss the idea, Sam clearly knew about her condition, could anyone really be so cruel? Then again, he said he'd tickled Trish for information. It took only seconds for Kendell to realise she really didn't know this man at all.
"What...what are you going to do?" Kendell asked dreading the answer as she listened to the impending foot steps of doom that grew closer.
"I'm going to use these..." Sam walked back into view and revealed to large fluffy feathers from behind his back, each slightly bigger than a feather duster. "...to tickle you senseless."
"...no..." Kendell paused with wide eyed fear as Sam twirled the large quills in hands, knowing she would surley suffer another attack if the feathers touched her.
"Yes. But you won't have another attack, you weren't listenting before were you? Its why I have you the relaxant, so you won't flip out and go mad straight away...you'll just be about as sensitive as an incredibly ticklish person...just not as incredibly ticklish as yourself during an attack...you see?" Sam's explanation did little to remedy the situation, so she would be trapped and tickled and *only* as ticklish as someone who is terribly sensitive? Great.
"No...please...Sam..." Kendell's eyes teared up as she pleaded with disbelief from the situation, the twirling stiff feathers growing closer before suddenly stroking the bottoms of the blonde's large milky breasts. "EEEheeehee PLEASE! Ahahaha! Nooohohoooaha!"
Shaking as best she could there was no chance in hell of escape, ironically this was just that, pure hell. Kendell's high pitch giggling filled the room, the feathers circling her large jiggling boobs and fluttering over them tickling away like crazy. It went on for mintues, simple feathering of the sexy blonde's boobs causing so much torment. Worse still was the nagging thought that, if Sam had gone to all this trouble, what more had he planned?
"Now, we wait." Sam said at last pulling the feathers away and wandering back out of sight as he spoke. "Few minutes, if you don't have an attack we'll know the relaxant worked...if you do have an attack the air in the room will be more than enough to send you packing with that crazy laughter of yours."
Blinking through tear blurred eyes Kendell could still feel the last light strokes on her sensitive boobs. Sam wasn't kidding about the air either, the paramedics had said when Kendell had her last attack, the barley moving air in her apartment was enough to tickle her hyper sensitive nerves. If an attack did happen Kendell's whole body would begin to tingle and within seconds she would be a laughing mess once again. Minutes passed, the feathery touches on her boobs faded. No attack.
"Nothing? Lucky girl." Sam said returning once again and gazing over Kendell's gorgeus nude body. "Trish put up a good fight you know, don't be mad at her for telling me where you are."
"...I'm not." Kendell replied angrily at the very suggestion before quickly realising her lack of authority and begged for mercy like so many others before her. "...Don't do this."
"You know Kendell" Sam began as he reached into his pocket and slowly revealed a white eletric tooth brush as he spoke. "I've tickled a lot of women...only one was ever as ticklish as you...every single one has begged for mercy...and it never came...so while its useless, if you do get the need to scream and plead...feel free."
"What...whats wrong with you?" Kendell sobbed tears down her reddend cheeks as the bristles began spinning on the tooth brush accompanied by a soft hum from the vibrations.
"Kootchy koo." Sam replied with an icey tone before plunging the electric brush square into Kendell's cute belly button causing instant howls of unstoppable laughter.
An electric tooth brush, preceeded by tit tickling feathers, Kendell could not imagine what was to come next. Unlike the feathers which kept her giggling from hovering around her breasts the tooth brush vibrated its way all over the wide mouth blonde's upper body. Around her tummy, under her arms, inbetween her heaving ribs and probably worst of all over her terribly sensitive nipples.
Soon exhausted Kendell found herself dropped from the half moon and with weak struggling as she gasped for air was moved on to a new contraption. Sam was simply too strong and Kendell to weak for any effective fighting back, she really did try her damndest to escape his clutches but with relative ease it didn't take Mr Lucas long to bind the pleading blonde.
Three thin lengths of wire hung from the high celling, ending five feet from the floor with leather cuffs. One cuff was locked around Kendell's wrists, the other two around her an ankle each. Hanging nude the poor girl dipped in the center. Sam walked slowly around her like a tiger preparing to pounce. Pounce he did, standing proud between her kicking thys Sam ran his large hands over the cackling girl's ticklish tummy. Kendell hadn't accepted her fate, but as the torture continued and her ribs were lobster clawed hard ordering Sam to stop soon turned to all out begging.
"HAHAH NOMOREEAHAH! Notthere! NAAHAH!" Whenever Kendell screamed 'not there' the sadistic tickler would focus on that spot for several long minutes, the bottoms of her breasts got atleast ten minutes collectivley. "AHAHAhahaha ahahno nomore...ahaee I can't take it! aha hhh..."
Gasping for air Kendell had no way of telling how long it went on but eventually Sam did cease. Almost every inch of the nude blonde from the neck down and waist up was a light shade of pink from the non stop tickles. Unfortunatley it was less than a minute before he returned, Kendell couldn't clear her teary eyes enough to see what the mad man was holding.
"Looks like someone needs to cool down." Sam teased as he ran a freezing ice cube down Kendell's spine, reaching underneath her causing the bound girl to squeal before he slid it between her butt cheeks.
"EEE EEE! Get it OOoUT! EEE!" Kendell thrashed at the wires but Sam held it firm causing no end to her helpless bucking and clenching. "Ohgod! Cold! Cold! AAAH AAAh not there!"
It was almost totally melted by the time Sam stopped sliding between Kendell's cheeks and walked back between her kicking legs. Holding a long white feather with an end in each hand the frills suddenly slid into the blonde's smooth womanhood and began seesawing up and down across her clit. The nightmarish feathers long frongs tickling up and down between her long smooth legs.
"Admit it...it feels good." Sam taunted cruely as he watched Kendell's breasts jiggle, her nipples hardening and her mound growing moist from the stimulation despite its tortuorous side effects.
"AAAHAHAH NOOHAHAH GET ITOUT! AHAHA!" Kendell flicked her long blonde hair all over the place as her thrashed and the mound tickling made every inch of sweaty nude body spasm with terrible delight. "IAHAH IDON'TWANTAAAHAH! I DON'T AHAH!"
"You don't what?" Sam slowing the feather sawing to a slow crawl, enough to keep her giggling and aroused but hopefully not so much she couldn't answer.
"Pleeheese don't heehee stop heee don't make me caaha c-cum" Kendell giggled her words and tried to frown and appear serious but kept breaking into wide totured smiles. "I don't wahah I don't want to caham caeee I don't want to cum while being tickled!"
Finally she managed to finish her sentence before bursting back into full blown laughter when Sam sped the feather back up. Kendell had no idea it was possible but contrary to previous belief the hystertical woman could feel the warm glow building within. What would happen? Fear mixed with arousal and the terrible tickling she had no way of knowing what her body would do, it was hell causing heaven.
"You know whats even worse?" Sam said speeding up the feather even more as he sawed it back and forth between Kendell's kicking legs. "After orgasm, you become even more sensitive..."
Moaning loudly among her full blown laughter Kendell didn't notice any of what Sam said. The poor girls back arched in her suspended state when the orgasmic tidle wave ripped across every inch of her sensitive body, would that be enough to cancel out the relaxant? The next few minutes would tell as Sam walked away leaving the sobbing moaning beauty to shudder with pleasure and twitch with tormented ticklishness.
"Have...let me gooo..." Kendell cried several minutes later, the nerve relaxant still doing its job, as she lay face down on a thick polished wooden table top with her forearms forcibly tugged above her and both clamped in a rubber lined half metal tube that had a hinge on one side and a small pad lock on the the other, the half tube bought down across both her arms.
"Now." Said Sam as he grabbed Kendell's left ankle and pulled it up, over her back untill she was bent painfully, the delicate sole of her foot right next to the top of the blonde's head. "A test in flexibility."
A wire cord, much the same as the one Kendell had previously hung from, was attached to the head of the table. On the end of the cord was one half of a hand cuff that clicked around the poor nude girls ankle. The same was done with her long smooth right leg, another cord and another hand cuff half. The nude girls large boobs ballooned out to the side from her ribs cage her sexy trapped body arched in a terribly vunerable loop. With Kendell's head inbetween her arms the sobbing pleading woman could actually see the wrinkly bottoms of her feet in this state.
"Just...just why?...Why are doing this?" Kendell sniffed back even more tears, the wires pulled so tight from the end of the table to her ankles there was almost no movement to be had.
"Do you know what real torture is?" Sam asked reaching his large hand inbetween Kendell's stretched arms and lifting the blonde's head by her chin. "Real torture is not when the victim thinks they've had enough...but when the master thinks his slave has had enough...and keeps going anyway."
"Whahuhh..." Kendell's full lips barley moved as her half word turned to a sob, Sam didn't really answer her question at all.
"You Kendell? You haven't had enough." Sam let go of her chin swiftly before using his right hand to push the toes of Kendell's trapped left foot back.
Her sole stretched away the cute crinkles up to her left, Kendell saw her sole smooth out as her toes were pushed backward. It was difficult to see and the teary eyed girl had to rely mostly on peripheral vision to witness the goings on. By itself the backward bending of her cute little toes wasn't a problem, it was Sam's other hand Kendell was worried about. With good cause too, looking ahead in plain sight was a large dark skinned hand and five wiggling fingers heading straight for her.
"No! Please!!" Kendell screamed invain before she watched Sam's fingers rake cruely from her heel to the balls of her foot causing a most high pitch screech of displeasure. "NYEEEE! AHAHAAHA!"
Spider tickling digits remained focused on the sensitve smooth area just below the balls of her left sole. Every single tiny micro meter of skin was incredibly ticklish on the blonde's helpless feet, and then even that was divded into futher levels of ticklishness. For Kendell her heels were the least ticklish, although still torturous, her instep was next on the list topped rapidly by her soft arches. The balls of her feet were next highest on the ticklishness scale followed by right under her cute toes. Top of the list, the utterly most ticklish place on her body, was where the arch met the balls, right where Sam had his focus.
Kendell's precious toes were soon released and the tickling switched to all over dancing of Sam's fingers on the sole. With a hand free the cruel tormentor was able to poke and prod at the ballooning side of the blonde's large milky white breast. The boob was immoveable as it sat squished between the bound girl and the smooth table. This new sensation added the occasional girlish giggle to Kendell's full on belly laughs.
As time went on Sam got Kendell in all manner of places while she was trapped bent backward on the table. He once spent fifteen straight minutes spider tickling both the poor girls soles at once, a technique that sent her into silent tortured laughter. For a good while he lobster clawed her sides, the bastard even kneeled on the table behind her so her could attack her ribs and lick Kendell's soaking womanhood all at once.
"You know..." Sam said to the delirious girl as he finally released his grip from Kendell's peach like butt cheeks and stepped down off the table. "...I figure you've got about another hour before the relaxant wears off. Truth be told I'm surprised your still awake."
"..." Kendell tried to speak but only a hoarse whisper could be summoned, her voice was lost quite some ago, along with most of her mind.
"Once it begins to wear off you'll just get more and more sensitive until...well you know what." Sam was talking to practically talking to himself, the words barley registering with his bound victim as he rummaged beneath the table. "I have to give you credit though, the majority or girls pass out well before this point."
Pass out? Wouldn't that have been a luxury. Sam rose up from beneath the table, Kendell blinked through teary eyes, her face fading from purple to bright red, breathing heavily she focused on the two items he put on the table before her. Luxury? May aswell have been a foreign word.
Kendell hadn't noticed the two items that Sam so gleefully put on the table beneath her light pink soles earlier on when he had carried her there. Why would he even use something like that? At first Kendell thought Sam was doing this out of some sexual pleasure but these devices suggested it didn't matter if he was the one doing the nasty deed or not, as long as she was tortured.
The items had to be plugged in, destroying any hope of battery failure. Each of the two objects had a small rectangular box with the plug cord protruding from its short end. Poking from the center of each device were two thin silver rods, at the top of those rods held inbetween them was a wheel. The wheels had feathers sticking out all around. With the wheels not spinning the idol feathers bent slightly on the soft skin of the exhausted woman's feet.
"I'm just going on a break." Sam said walking calmly back toward the table as if this were a regular 9-5 job.
Suddenly, before Kendell could even brace herself, two tiny switches were flicked on and the wheels span instantly fast. They didn't even take time to warm up. The trapped blonde grinned hopelessly and squeaked with tortured hopelessness. A quick tummy tickle, ever so breif, was the last thing Kendell felt before the spinning feather wheels took full control and she was left alone with them for the next forty five minutes.
"Keeendell? Keeendell?" Sam's voice broke through the darkness as Kendell awoke from her fitful slumber and was quick to notice she was trapped in yet another of his evil bondage devices. "You passed out..."
"Whu...?" Kendell had trouble moving her head, for that matter she had trouble moving anything.
This was the cruelest so far, for starters she couldn't even see. The metal ring around her head was lined with a soft foam so even though the small twistable tightening bolt on the side had been turned the foam prevented any pain. The ring was thin, enough to cover Kendell's eyes and pin the tops of her ears to her head, the back of the ring securley welded to a wall. The poor girl couldn't even wiggle her ears and it only got worse from there.
Stretched directly horizontal Kendell's arms were pinned tight to the wall by cold metal bands around her wrists. With the backs of her hands against the wall even all her fingers had individual binds, smaller versions of the bands that held her wrists. Kendell's arms were stretched so far it was impossible to even move her elbows or flex her biceps a tiny bit. Sadly the situation was much the same for her legs which were streched wide against the wall, metal bands holding her ankles and thin pieces of white string looped around each toe and tied back to the ankle band. The only thing even remotley moveable for the nude girl was her mouth.
"Skin tingling yet?" Sam asked cruely knowing the relaxant obviously hadn't quite worn of just yet, if it hadn't his victim would be screaming bloody murder.
"...y-yes..." The blonde sobbed tears into the foam that covered her normally bright blue eyes. "...pleeaaase..."
"You want more nerve relaxant? I have more..." Sam said with clear intent in his voice, recieving the only cure to her nerve condition wasn't going to be as easy as just saying 'yes'.
"What would you do to stop another attack?" He asked like a demon of hell.
"...anything..." Kendell replied with no soul left, completley defeated.
"Beg me to tickle you." Sam put his cards on the table, the request was not shocking due to its nature, that was predictable, the request was shocking due to it out right cruelness.
"...please..." Kendell hesitated for a long time, he had to release her eventually but would she be sane when he did it? "...tickle me..."
Kendell belonged to him now, she had submitted completley. It didn't last long. Before either of them could blink the door burst open nearly flying off the hinges and Kendell burst out laughing, shaking, screaming. The boost of adreniline Kendell got when the S.W.A.T team had kicked the door in was all it took for the relaxent to wear off. The heavily armed men saw Kendell bound and helpless, laughing hysterically as the very air around her tickled her sensitive skin and Sam Lucas standing before her.
Sam fell in a hail of rubber bullets and bean bags. The large muscular man was still twitching after six rubber bullets and four bean bags so the S.W.A.T team gave him another full clip of rubber bullets. The team of men stood for a few akward seconds, each wondering what to do with the hysterical bound woman before them...and then she was gone.
While they failed to save Kendell most who knew of her situation were glad she had at last found peace. Trish never found out about Kendell's passing as she never recovered from her madness, the rest of the red head's days mostly spenting howling with tortured laughter from the various non-existent things around her that tickled and tickled.
Sam Lucas had been hunted by authorities for over two years after an incident with a live web feed where he and several other tickle tortured two kidnapped woman. S.W.A.T had busted in on that incident also, Sam had escaped and had been a fugitive ever since. For his long list of crimes Sam Lucas was thrown into prison for a very long time indeed.
The End.
There was duct tape on the corners of the table and an extention cord tied to the back of a chair. The detectives concluded someone had bound poor Trish and done something to her. They had done it enough to drive her mad, for it only took one brief session with a phychiatrist once she woke up to determine a complete lack of sense. Now the red head Trish rolled around on the floor of a padded cell in a straight jacket, laughing maniacally as bodiless hands that only she could see tickled every inch of her sensitive body.
Kendell of course was unaware any of this had taken place, for she had been unconsious the past two days. Recently the barbie bodied blonde had discovered she suffered from a rare nerve condition, only three other people were on record as ever having it. There was little information, and much of what the good Doctor Hughes had told her was mostly guess work. Kendell's own search for information was less than encouraging, discovering a report of one girl in India who was found dead with bruising on her ribs and sides, seemingly, horribly, tickled to death.
The condition was so extreme any abnormal stimulation to Kendell's nerves would cause an attack. The attacks would make the big breasted blondes nerves so incredibly sensitive everything from drips of water to the very air in her apartment would cause the poor girl to break out in hysterical ticklish fits. The first attack had come when a man she was dating, Sam Lucas, had tickled her on the couch. While the attack took some time to kick into gear it wasn't until Kendell was actually in the shower and the water began tickling her naked body that she succumbed to the terrible tickling.
Having been sedated by paramedics Kendell had been rushed to hospital where, upon waking, she felt perfectly fine, if a little tired. The Doctor had explained that to prevent futher attacks the tickle hating blonde was to avoid any extra nerve stimulation, like the tickling she had recieved from Sam. Unfortunaley while on leave from work, in order to relax, Kendell absent mindedly used a couple of her room mate Trish's bath salts, resulting in another attack. Kendell was barley able to call 911 before once again becoming a laughing crying mess on the floor.
While on her second stay at hospital Kendell was totally unaware of the events going on in her own home. Trish, having just visited poor comatose Kendell came home and began to nap on the couch. Upon waking the big breasted red head was to disover the large dark skinned figure of Sam Lucas who proceeded to question Trish on Kendell's whereabouts. Unwilling to answer Trish was stripped of her clothing and tickle tortured before being bound and tickle even futher. Even after reluctently revealing which hospital Kendell was at the evil sadist continued to tickle Trish without mercy driving her insane.
Kendell was under heavy sedative now. She had woken breifly from her short coma but when a hospital intern placed a cold glass thermometer under the blonde's arm it sent her into yet another super sensitive attack. Although Kendell dreamt fitful dreams and giggled unwantingly in her forced slumber it was fortunate she could not see the goings on directly around her.
Sam Lucas had planned it well, in a white coat he had swiftly made his way to the hospital roof. Once there he revealed a climbing harness and rope from under the coat. Tying the rope to a small metalic fixture the tickle mad lunatic absailed down the side of the tall building until arriving at Kendell's room. From the sneaky man's pocket the lone burglar pulled a small blade which he used to slice through the glass. The bulk of the window fell toward him but with surprising speed he was able to catch it and climb inside.
The nurse had found the empty room and the cut glass. Survillence tapes revealed Sam with the nightie clad Kendell over his shoulder, scaling down the wall under the cloak of darkness. The black and white security tape showed him placing the sleeping blonde in the back of an unmarked van before driving off, leaving everything else behind. The police knew him instantly from the tape which was later confirmed by the finger prints, matching those on the duct tape and extention cord found in Kendell and Trish's apartment.
Sam Lucas had been a wanted man for some time. A former math teacher and principal it was later discovered he used to tickle female students on a regular basis. After a scandal involving tickling a couple of nude bound females on a live internet feed Sam had become a fugitive after S.W.A.T failed to detain him. On top of those devious acts Sam, better know as Mr Lucas, was found to be the only male allowed to frequent an all girl brothel that specialised in erotic tickling. Sam was smart, cunning and a total predator, the FBI were soon called and a man hunt was on.
Not as far away as one would have thought Sam clicked on a switch which caused several bright flurescent lights to blink on. The large room had been greatly altered by Mr Lucas over many months, the floor stark white to match the walls and high celling. The devices built custom made by himself and the tools hand picked, as was his current and most prized victim. Closing the white door with a loud click behind him, Sam carried the sedated Kendell through the large room and laid her carefully onto a large cold metallic table.
Rolling the nightie wearing girl over onto her front Sam lifted the thin robe a few inches to reveal Kendell's peach like butt. Walking to a set of drawers on the far side of the room he retrieved a small needle with a mystery fluid inside. Carefully Mr Lucas inserted the needle into the right plump cheek before returning the empty needle, closing the drawer, walking back and tearing the hospital issue gown from the sleeping girl who now lay totally nude on the large cold table.
"...wha..." Kendell was almost speechless when she eventually awoke and before she could blink her eyes clear and focus already knew that she was nude and bound.
With no one in sight the trapped blonde let the fear sink deep in her stomch before taking time to asses her bizzare surroundings. The things with straps and ropes and chains, tables, chairs and other strange things, something that looked like a excercise machine clearly not meant for exercise. The room was large, but was it real? Quite real. Kendell herself was restrained tightly and stretched on one of the many curiousities.
On the floor, which Kendell could not see, was a large flat rectangle with bolts all along the edges. Dead in the middle and sticking straight up was a thick pole, about half a foot high that supported a large 3D half moon. It was white, and shaped like a big thick circle only one half was missing. On the curved half, up the top were two leather lined metal clamps about an inch wide. On the bottom were two more. Kendell's wrists were secure in the upper clamps and with her bare back pressed into the curve of the device the blonde's sexy body stretched around until meeting her ankles which were clamped just a tight.
Lifting her head up the confused and frightened girl could barley move. Kendell could move her hands a little and wiggle her cute feet. From the neck up was okay and breathing wasn't a problem but another than that she was pulled so tight it almost hurt, but no quite. Shifting her gaze all over Kendell searched desperatley for something familiar, but there was nothing she had ever seen before in this weird, but rather pleasent smelling, place. Then came a frighteningly familar voice.
"I didn't know exactley what type of sedative they'd used" Sam Lucas sad calmly wandering casually in jeans, sneakers and a white t-shirt into Kendell's view. "so I didn't use anything I had to speed up the process. I have given you a nerve relaxant though, so don't worry about any of your 'attacks' for a while."
"...Wha...what...Sam?" Kendell was beside herself with shock, wide eyed she watched him walk far too calmly until his large musculer frame stood a couple of feet from her nude trapped body. "...whats happening?"
"I kidnapped you from the hospital and bought you here." Sam stated coldly. "The nerve relaxant I gave you would make a normal person able to hold a flame near their skin for quite some time with little pain, depending on the dosage...on someone as sensitive as you...well I'm guessing here, but it will probably leave your nerves about as sensitive as your friend Trish."
"Trish...why...what are you doing?" Kendell's head was clearing quickly, some how it wasn't quite as terrible that it was someone she knew doing this, although still horribly frightening. "Is Trish okay?"
"Shes fine." Sam lied as he walked back behind Kendell and out of her sight. "I just had to tickle her until she told me where they were keeping you."
The work 'tickle' hit Kendell like a bus. It hadn't occured to her that it was Sam's plan to tickle her in this strange yet completley exposed and vunerable position. She tried to dismiss the idea, Sam clearly knew about her condition, could anyone really be so cruel? Then again, he said he'd tickled Trish for information. It took only seconds for Kendell to realise she really didn't know this man at all.
"What...what are you going to do?" Kendell asked dreading the answer as she listened to the impending foot steps of doom that grew closer.
"I'm going to use these..." Sam walked back into view and revealed to large fluffy feathers from behind his back, each slightly bigger than a feather duster. "...to tickle you senseless."
"...no..." Kendell paused with wide eyed fear as Sam twirled the large quills in hands, knowing she would surley suffer another attack if the feathers touched her.
"Yes. But you won't have another attack, you weren't listenting before were you? Its why I have you the relaxant, so you won't flip out and go mad straight away...you'll just be about as sensitive as an incredibly ticklish person...just not as incredibly ticklish as yourself during an attack...you see?" Sam's explanation did little to remedy the situation, so she would be trapped and tickled and *only* as ticklish as someone who is terribly sensitive? Great.
"No...please...Sam..." Kendell's eyes teared up as she pleaded with disbelief from the situation, the twirling stiff feathers growing closer before suddenly stroking the bottoms of the blonde's large milky breasts. "EEEheeehee PLEASE! Ahahaha! Nooohohoooaha!"
Shaking as best she could there was no chance in hell of escape, ironically this was just that, pure hell. Kendell's high pitch giggling filled the room, the feathers circling her large jiggling boobs and fluttering over them tickling away like crazy. It went on for mintues, simple feathering of the sexy blonde's boobs causing so much torment. Worse still was the nagging thought that, if Sam had gone to all this trouble, what more had he planned?
"Now, we wait." Sam said at last pulling the feathers away and wandering back out of sight as he spoke. "Few minutes, if you don't have an attack we'll know the relaxant worked...if you do have an attack the air in the room will be more than enough to send you packing with that crazy laughter of yours."
Blinking through tear blurred eyes Kendell could still feel the last light strokes on her sensitive boobs. Sam wasn't kidding about the air either, the paramedics had said when Kendell had her last attack, the barley moving air in her apartment was enough to tickle her hyper sensitive nerves. If an attack did happen Kendell's whole body would begin to tingle and within seconds she would be a laughing mess once again. Minutes passed, the feathery touches on her boobs faded. No attack.
"Nothing? Lucky girl." Sam said returning once again and gazing over Kendell's gorgeus nude body. "Trish put up a good fight you know, don't be mad at her for telling me where you are."
"...I'm not." Kendell replied angrily at the very suggestion before quickly realising her lack of authority and begged for mercy like so many others before her. "...Don't do this."
"You know Kendell" Sam began as he reached into his pocket and slowly revealed a white eletric tooth brush as he spoke. "I've tickled a lot of women...only one was ever as ticklish as you...every single one has begged for mercy...and it never came...so while its useless, if you do get the need to scream and plead...feel free."
"What...whats wrong with you?" Kendell sobbed tears down her reddend cheeks as the bristles began spinning on the tooth brush accompanied by a soft hum from the vibrations.
"Kootchy koo." Sam replied with an icey tone before plunging the electric brush square into Kendell's cute belly button causing instant howls of unstoppable laughter.
An electric tooth brush, preceeded by tit tickling feathers, Kendell could not imagine what was to come next. Unlike the feathers which kept her giggling from hovering around her breasts the tooth brush vibrated its way all over the wide mouth blonde's upper body. Around her tummy, under her arms, inbetween her heaving ribs and probably worst of all over her terribly sensitive nipples.
Soon exhausted Kendell found herself dropped from the half moon and with weak struggling as she gasped for air was moved on to a new contraption. Sam was simply too strong and Kendell to weak for any effective fighting back, she really did try her damndest to escape his clutches but with relative ease it didn't take Mr Lucas long to bind the pleading blonde.
Three thin lengths of wire hung from the high celling, ending five feet from the floor with leather cuffs. One cuff was locked around Kendell's wrists, the other two around her an ankle each. Hanging nude the poor girl dipped in the center. Sam walked slowly around her like a tiger preparing to pounce. Pounce he did, standing proud between her kicking thys Sam ran his large hands over the cackling girl's ticklish tummy. Kendell hadn't accepted her fate, but as the torture continued and her ribs were lobster clawed hard ordering Sam to stop soon turned to all out begging.
"HAHAH NOMOREEAHAH! Notthere! NAAHAH!" Whenever Kendell screamed 'not there' the sadistic tickler would focus on that spot for several long minutes, the bottoms of her breasts got atleast ten minutes collectivley. "AHAHAhahaha ahahno nomore...ahaee I can't take it! aha hhh..."
Gasping for air Kendell had no way of telling how long it went on but eventually Sam did cease. Almost every inch of the nude blonde from the neck down and waist up was a light shade of pink from the non stop tickles. Unfortunatley it was less than a minute before he returned, Kendell couldn't clear her teary eyes enough to see what the mad man was holding.
"Looks like someone needs to cool down." Sam teased as he ran a freezing ice cube down Kendell's spine, reaching underneath her causing the bound girl to squeal before he slid it between her butt cheeks.
"EEE EEE! Get it OOoUT! EEE!" Kendell thrashed at the wires but Sam held it firm causing no end to her helpless bucking and clenching. "Ohgod! Cold! Cold! AAAH AAAh not there!"
It was almost totally melted by the time Sam stopped sliding between Kendell's cheeks and walked back between her kicking legs. Holding a long white feather with an end in each hand the frills suddenly slid into the blonde's smooth womanhood and began seesawing up and down across her clit. The nightmarish feathers long frongs tickling up and down between her long smooth legs.
"Admit it...it feels good." Sam taunted cruely as he watched Kendell's breasts jiggle, her nipples hardening and her mound growing moist from the stimulation despite its tortuorous side effects.
"AAAHAHAH NOOHAHAH GET ITOUT! AHAHA!" Kendell flicked her long blonde hair all over the place as her thrashed and the mound tickling made every inch of sweaty nude body spasm with terrible delight. "IAHAH IDON'TWANTAAAHAH! I DON'T AHAH!"
"You don't what?" Sam slowing the feather sawing to a slow crawl, enough to keep her giggling and aroused but hopefully not so much she couldn't answer.
"Pleeheese don't heehee stop heee don't make me caaha c-cum" Kendell giggled her words and tried to frown and appear serious but kept breaking into wide totured smiles. "I don't wahah I don't want to caham caeee I don't want to cum while being tickled!"
Finally she managed to finish her sentence before bursting back into full blown laughter when Sam sped the feather back up. Kendell had no idea it was possible but contrary to previous belief the hystertical woman could feel the warm glow building within. What would happen? Fear mixed with arousal and the terrible tickling she had no way of knowing what her body would do, it was hell causing heaven.
"You know whats even worse?" Sam said speeding up the feather even more as he sawed it back and forth between Kendell's kicking legs. "After orgasm, you become even more sensitive..."
Moaning loudly among her full blown laughter Kendell didn't notice any of what Sam said. The poor girls back arched in her suspended state when the orgasmic tidle wave ripped across every inch of her sensitive body, would that be enough to cancel out the relaxant? The next few minutes would tell as Sam walked away leaving the sobbing moaning beauty to shudder with pleasure and twitch with tormented ticklishness.
"Have...let me gooo..." Kendell cried several minutes later, the nerve relaxant still doing its job, as she lay face down on a thick polished wooden table top with her forearms forcibly tugged above her and both clamped in a rubber lined half metal tube that had a hinge on one side and a small pad lock on the the other, the half tube bought down across both her arms.
"Now." Said Sam as he grabbed Kendell's left ankle and pulled it up, over her back untill she was bent painfully, the delicate sole of her foot right next to the top of the blonde's head. "A test in flexibility."
A wire cord, much the same as the one Kendell had previously hung from, was attached to the head of the table. On the end of the cord was one half of a hand cuff that clicked around the poor nude girls ankle. The same was done with her long smooth right leg, another cord and another hand cuff half. The nude girls large boobs ballooned out to the side from her ribs cage her sexy trapped body arched in a terribly vunerable loop. With Kendell's head inbetween her arms the sobbing pleading woman could actually see the wrinkly bottoms of her feet in this state.
"Just...just why?...Why are doing this?" Kendell sniffed back even more tears, the wires pulled so tight from the end of the table to her ankles there was almost no movement to be had.
"Do you know what real torture is?" Sam asked reaching his large hand inbetween Kendell's stretched arms and lifting the blonde's head by her chin. "Real torture is not when the victim thinks they've had enough...but when the master thinks his slave has had enough...and keeps going anyway."
"Whahuhh..." Kendell's full lips barley moved as her half word turned to a sob, Sam didn't really answer her question at all.
"You Kendell? You haven't had enough." Sam let go of her chin swiftly before using his right hand to push the toes of Kendell's trapped left foot back.
Her sole stretched away the cute crinkles up to her left, Kendell saw her sole smooth out as her toes were pushed backward. It was difficult to see and the teary eyed girl had to rely mostly on peripheral vision to witness the goings on. By itself the backward bending of her cute little toes wasn't a problem, it was Sam's other hand Kendell was worried about. With good cause too, looking ahead in plain sight was a large dark skinned hand and five wiggling fingers heading straight for her.
"No! Please!!" Kendell screamed invain before she watched Sam's fingers rake cruely from her heel to the balls of her foot causing a most high pitch screech of displeasure. "NYEEEE! AHAHAAHA!"
Spider tickling digits remained focused on the sensitve smooth area just below the balls of her left sole. Every single tiny micro meter of skin was incredibly ticklish on the blonde's helpless feet, and then even that was divded into futher levels of ticklishness. For Kendell her heels were the least ticklish, although still torturous, her instep was next on the list topped rapidly by her soft arches. The balls of her feet were next highest on the ticklishness scale followed by right under her cute toes. Top of the list, the utterly most ticklish place on her body, was where the arch met the balls, right where Sam had his focus.
Kendell's precious toes were soon released and the tickling switched to all over dancing of Sam's fingers on the sole. With a hand free the cruel tormentor was able to poke and prod at the ballooning side of the blonde's large milky white breast. The boob was immoveable as it sat squished between the bound girl and the smooth table. This new sensation added the occasional girlish giggle to Kendell's full on belly laughs.
As time went on Sam got Kendell in all manner of places while she was trapped bent backward on the table. He once spent fifteen straight minutes spider tickling both the poor girls soles at once, a technique that sent her into silent tortured laughter. For a good while he lobster clawed her sides, the bastard even kneeled on the table behind her so her could attack her ribs and lick Kendell's soaking womanhood all at once.
"You know..." Sam said to the delirious girl as he finally released his grip from Kendell's peach like butt cheeks and stepped down off the table. "...I figure you've got about another hour before the relaxant wears off. Truth be told I'm surprised your still awake."
"..." Kendell tried to speak but only a hoarse whisper could be summoned, her voice was lost quite some ago, along with most of her mind.
"Once it begins to wear off you'll just get more and more sensitive until...well you know what." Sam was talking to practically talking to himself, the words barley registering with his bound victim as he rummaged beneath the table. "I have to give you credit though, the majority or girls pass out well before this point."
Pass out? Wouldn't that have been a luxury. Sam rose up from beneath the table, Kendell blinked through teary eyes, her face fading from purple to bright red, breathing heavily she focused on the two items he put on the table before her. Luxury? May aswell have been a foreign word.
Kendell hadn't noticed the two items that Sam so gleefully put on the table beneath her light pink soles earlier on when he had carried her there. Why would he even use something like that? At first Kendell thought Sam was doing this out of some sexual pleasure but these devices suggested it didn't matter if he was the one doing the nasty deed or not, as long as she was tortured.
The items had to be plugged in, destroying any hope of battery failure. Each of the two objects had a small rectangular box with the plug cord protruding from its short end. Poking from the center of each device were two thin silver rods, at the top of those rods held inbetween them was a wheel. The wheels had feathers sticking out all around. With the wheels not spinning the idol feathers bent slightly on the soft skin of the exhausted woman's feet.
"I'm just going on a break." Sam said walking calmly back toward the table as if this were a regular 9-5 job.
Suddenly, before Kendell could even brace herself, two tiny switches were flicked on and the wheels span instantly fast. They didn't even take time to warm up. The trapped blonde grinned hopelessly and squeaked with tortured hopelessness. A quick tummy tickle, ever so breif, was the last thing Kendell felt before the spinning feather wheels took full control and she was left alone with them for the next forty five minutes.
"Keeendell? Keeendell?" Sam's voice broke through the darkness as Kendell awoke from her fitful slumber and was quick to notice she was trapped in yet another of his evil bondage devices. "You passed out..."
"Whu...?" Kendell had trouble moving her head, for that matter she had trouble moving anything.
This was the cruelest so far, for starters she couldn't even see. The metal ring around her head was lined with a soft foam so even though the small twistable tightening bolt on the side had been turned the foam prevented any pain. The ring was thin, enough to cover Kendell's eyes and pin the tops of her ears to her head, the back of the ring securley welded to a wall. The poor girl couldn't even wiggle her ears and it only got worse from there.
Stretched directly horizontal Kendell's arms were pinned tight to the wall by cold metal bands around her wrists. With the backs of her hands against the wall even all her fingers had individual binds, smaller versions of the bands that held her wrists. Kendell's arms were stretched so far it was impossible to even move her elbows or flex her biceps a tiny bit. Sadly the situation was much the same for her legs which were streched wide against the wall, metal bands holding her ankles and thin pieces of white string looped around each toe and tied back to the ankle band. The only thing even remotley moveable for the nude girl was her mouth.
"Skin tingling yet?" Sam asked cruely knowing the relaxant obviously hadn't quite worn of just yet, if it hadn't his victim would be screaming bloody murder.
"...y-yes..." The blonde sobbed tears into the foam that covered her normally bright blue eyes. "...pleeaaase..."
"You want more nerve relaxant? I have more..." Sam said with clear intent in his voice, recieving the only cure to her nerve condition wasn't going to be as easy as just saying 'yes'.
"What would you do to stop another attack?" He asked like a demon of hell.
"...anything..." Kendell replied with no soul left, completley defeated.
"Beg me to tickle you." Sam put his cards on the table, the request was not shocking due to its nature, that was predictable, the request was shocking due to it out right cruelness.
"...please..." Kendell hesitated for a long time, he had to release her eventually but would she be sane when he did it? "...tickle me..."
Kendell belonged to him now, she had submitted completley. It didn't last long. Before either of them could blink the door burst open nearly flying off the hinges and Kendell burst out laughing, shaking, screaming. The boost of adreniline Kendell got when the S.W.A.T team had kicked the door in was all it took for the relaxent to wear off. The heavily armed men saw Kendell bound and helpless, laughing hysterically as the very air around her tickled her sensitive skin and Sam Lucas standing before her.
Sam fell in a hail of rubber bullets and bean bags. The large muscular man was still twitching after six rubber bullets and four bean bags so the S.W.A.T team gave him another full clip of rubber bullets. The team of men stood for a few akward seconds, each wondering what to do with the hysterical bound woman before them...and then she was gone.
While they failed to save Kendell most who knew of her situation were glad she had at last found peace. Trish never found out about Kendell's passing as she never recovered from her madness, the rest of the red head's days mostly spenting howling with tortured laughter from the various non-existent things around her that tickled and tickled.
Sam Lucas had been hunted by authorities for over two years after an incident with a live web feed where he and several other tickle tortured two kidnapped woman. S.W.A.T had busted in on that incident also, Sam had escaped and had been a fugitive ever since. For his long list of crimes Sam Lucas was thrown into prison for a very long time indeed.
The End.
