this is my first attempt at a story. this is part one of probably a two part story. this is mainly the setup so no tickling is involved. also it is non-consensual so for those who dont like that this is a warning
melanie slowly woke up, and immediately upon awakening, she found that she was strapped, completely
immobile to some sort of table. her limbs were widely spread, legs far apart and arms over her head. a cold sensation
made her realize she was completely nude. blushing furiously, she also discovered that she was heavily gagged, and
couldnt even utter a whimper. as her eyes adjusted to the bright lights throughtout the room, she noticed several video
cameras surrounding her, pointing to various body parts, even her private parts.
melanie's eyes widened in fear. "where am i?" she thought. the last thing she remembered was going to bed the previous
night. lifting her head, which was the only part of her body with mobility, that and she could wiggle her fingers and toes,
she was amazed to see mirrors covering the walls and ceiling, and chairs situated at the bottom of the table, as if in
preparation for an audience. melanie began shaking and trembling, wondering what was in store for her and whimpering
behind her gag.
hearing a noise, melanie quickly turned her head towards a door, which she hadnt noticed previously. she was frightened to see
the door knob slowly turning, and was utterly unprepared for the sight which met her astonished eyes. as the door opened further,
it revealed a stunningly beautiful woman, statesque in appearance, and wearing a black leather cat suit, complete with thighhigh boots.
melanie's eyes about popped out of her head at this picture before her. the woman, moving with the elegance of a sleek cat,
slowly approached the terrified melanie.
"ahhh i see my slave is finally awake." melanie shook her head violently thinking, "what does she mean?"
"yes you are my slave, and tonight you will be my star attraction. do you see these cameras? the internet world will be very
entertained tonight. and these chairs will soon hold several select friends of mine from the bdsm community, both women and
men. the mirrors you see are two way mirrors, with those that cannot fit into this room still able to see everything that happens
to you here tonight."
the dominatrix then flipped a nearby switch, and the video cameras came to life. melanie was shocked and dismayed to see that
every part of her nude bound body was on display on the various screens, and particularly one camera which showed a close up of her private parts made her blush even more.
"now my dear little slave, to make this all more complete, i have a specially designed hood that will be placed over your eyes and
strapped to the table behind you, leaving you entirely immobile. these are specially designed in that although you will not be able
to see where and when you will be touched, you will see the faces of the members of the audience, as they laugh and taunt at
you. you see my dear slave, unseen hands will be touching you everywhere, teasing you, and TICKLING YOU. you see you are not just any slave, i have bought you for a tickle slave , a tickle toy , for the amusement of myself and my friends."
at those words, melanie became frantic. she was so horribly ticklish everywhere, that she could tickle her own feet and almost
beg for herself to stop. she struggled fruitlessly against her restraints, she whimpered as loudly as she could behind her gag,
her eyes pleading with fright not to do this. the dominatrix smiled a cruel smile and approached her, the hood in hand.
"your squirming and twisting as much as you can will be all for the delight of the audience, which will become highly aroused
as they watch your attempts to escape the ghostly fingers and as they watch you orgasm!!!!"
at this melanie screamed which only sounded as a muffle and twisted her head trying to get away from the dominatrix as
she came up to her with the hood extended in her arm. she pulled up melanie's head quickly and strapped the hood into
position. then fastened it to the hooks in the table underneath, successfully securing melanie's head to the table. now melanie
was really in a bind, not able to see or move her head, the helplessness adding to her fear and humiliation. all she could see
were the empty chairs that she knew would soon be filled with laughing, jeering, horny faces...
suddenly the doorbell rang and melanie tensed, she vowed to herself albeit shakily, that she would not move, no matter what
happened. she would not be a show for these preverted people. and she would under no circumstances, cum in front of the
entire internet world.
end of part one... will melanie succeed? i highly doubt that. will someone save the five two petite blonde from a fate not of
her choosing? will her size six feet survive intense tickling? will she lose weight? lol. stay tuned for part two which i hope
i can do considering i'm not sure how to describe the actual torment. hmmm
isabeau
ps you can find the rest of the story on the second page. i just finished it.
melanie slowly woke up, and immediately upon awakening, she found that she was strapped, completely
immobile to some sort of table. her limbs were widely spread, legs far apart and arms over her head. a cold sensation
made her realize she was completely nude. blushing furiously, she also discovered that she was heavily gagged, and
couldnt even utter a whimper. as her eyes adjusted to the bright lights throughtout the room, she noticed several video
cameras surrounding her, pointing to various body parts, even her private parts.
melanie's eyes widened in fear. "where am i?" she thought. the last thing she remembered was going to bed the previous
night. lifting her head, which was the only part of her body with mobility, that and she could wiggle her fingers and toes,
she was amazed to see mirrors covering the walls and ceiling, and chairs situated at the bottom of the table, as if in
preparation for an audience. melanie began shaking and trembling, wondering what was in store for her and whimpering
behind her gag.
hearing a noise, melanie quickly turned her head towards a door, which she hadnt noticed previously. she was frightened to see
the door knob slowly turning, and was utterly unprepared for the sight which met her astonished eyes. as the door opened further,
it revealed a stunningly beautiful woman, statesque in appearance, and wearing a black leather cat suit, complete with thighhigh boots.
melanie's eyes about popped out of her head at this picture before her. the woman, moving with the elegance of a sleek cat,
slowly approached the terrified melanie.
"ahhh i see my slave is finally awake." melanie shook her head violently thinking, "what does she mean?"
"yes you are my slave, and tonight you will be my star attraction. do you see these cameras? the internet world will be very
entertained tonight. and these chairs will soon hold several select friends of mine from the bdsm community, both women and
men. the mirrors you see are two way mirrors, with those that cannot fit into this room still able to see everything that happens
to you here tonight."
the dominatrix then flipped a nearby switch, and the video cameras came to life. melanie was shocked and dismayed to see that
every part of her nude bound body was on display on the various screens, and particularly one camera which showed a close up of her private parts made her blush even more.
"now my dear little slave, to make this all more complete, i have a specially designed hood that will be placed over your eyes and
strapped to the table behind you, leaving you entirely immobile. these are specially designed in that although you will not be able
to see where and when you will be touched, you will see the faces of the members of the audience, as they laugh and taunt at
you. you see my dear slave, unseen hands will be touching you everywhere, teasing you, and TICKLING YOU. you see you are not just any slave, i have bought you for a tickle slave , a tickle toy , for the amusement of myself and my friends."
at those words, melanie became frantic. she was so horribly ticklish everywhere, that she could tickle her own feet and almost
beg for herself to stop. she struggled fruitlessly against her restraints, she whimpered as loudly as she could behind her gag,
her eyes pleading with fright not to do this. the dominatrix smiled a cruel smile and approached her, the hood in hand.
"your squirming and twisting as much as you can will be all for the delight of the audience, which will become highly aroused
as they watch your attempts to escape the ghostly fingers and as they watch you orgasm!!!!"
at this melanie screamed which only sounded as a muffle and twisted her head trying to get away from the dominatrix as
she came up to her with the hood extended in her arm. she pulled up melanie's head quickly and strapped the hood into
position. then fastened it to the hooks in the table underneath, successfully securing melanie's head to the table. now melanie
was really in a bind, not able to see or move her head, the helplessness adding to her fear and humiliation. all she could see
were the empty chairs that she knew would soon be filled with laughing, jeering, horny faces...
suddenly the doorbell rang and melanie tensed, she vowed to herself albeit shakily, that she would not move, no matter what
happened. she would not be a show for these preverted people. and she would under no circumstances, cum in front of the
entire internet world.
end of part one... will melanie succeed? i highly doubt that. will someone save the five two petite blonde from a fate not of
her choosing? will her size six feet survive intense tickling? will she lose weight? lol. stay tuned for part two which i hope
i can do considering i'm not sure how to describe the actual torment. hmmm
isabeau
ps you can find the rest of the story on the second page. i just finished it.
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I can't wait to read more 
