This is a story based on characters created by Terry Goodkind and the Sword of Truth series, and is purely fanbased.
The Mord Sith had served the house of Rahl for countless years. Taken as young girls and tortured endlessly to become the perfect torturers themselves. They served as the personal body guard to the Rahl as well as his inquisitors and spies.
Our story begins with a more experienced Mord Sith by the name of Luna. Tall, and fierce looking, she sported a man of curly red hair, a pale complexion, a full face with ample breasts, and stood about 6 feet tall, but was lithe and athletic. She had awoken to be given orders from the house of Rahl. It seemed a magician had defected from the masters service and had taken and hidden valuble information. She bathed and dressed herself in the red leather of the Mord sith, twirling her Agiel her "Pain stick" in her right hand before holstering it at her side. She was off to search for her prey...
The magician known as Sirnef was hiding in a small village. Though trained in the arts of magic, he had also been trained in swordsmanship, having been discovered to have the gift a bit later in life, and born of a noble man, his first career choice had been a soldier. He was currently staying in a shack at the far end of the village, paid for by magic he had hoped not too get too much attention but it could not be helped. He was of average height and a bit slimmer than most with shaggy brown hair and a scruffy face with olive skin. He was attempting to come up with a spell to move him a far distance from his current location. He was chewing on some bread as he went over some notes in his scroll when he heard the knock at the door. Taking his sheathed sword he would open the door and find it kicked open, despite his caution he was caught off guard. He saw the female at the door and his heart stopped. "Mord Sith..." he groaned as he got up to avoid a jab of her Agiel, he struck at her hip with his sheathed sword forcing her back, while she swung at him with the Agiel and missed again. She then knocked over a lantern which fell to the floor and started to catch fire on the hay. He swung at her again with his sword she ducked and jabbed him with the agiel sending surges of pain into his nerve endings and knocking him back, though he clumsily swung at her catching her with the flat and knocked her into the fire, she screamed and in his panic he casted a spell of water upon her, which was all she needed.
Once a wizard committed to a spell against a mord sith whether benevolent or malevolent she was able to "grasp" that magic and use it as a snare for the entirety of that persons being. Twisting the magicians essence. She didnt even thank him for saving her...
He awoke several hours later, shirtless and in some sort of cellar. He was chained up with his arms above his head his legs sitting in front of him and tied together at the ankles. He groaned again. "I am fucked..." he thought.
She emerged. "Well well my new pet, it seems we have alot to discuss..." she smiled crookedly on her ruby lips and came at him with the Agiel. Jabbing it into his underarm causing pain to shoot along his body. She would then jab the agiel down all of his ribs briefly but with a torturesses eye for reactions. But something was wrong. The man was feeling pain but not enough. She then looked at his chest and noted markings upon the flesh. "What are those..."
The wizard smirked. "a warding spell..." he stated. "It impedes the pain of your agiel even though you have my magic at your command..." The Mord Sith glowered. "Is...that...so...." she thought of something, once in a while the Mord sith out of a sense of frivolous cruelty would tickle torture new recruits just too taunt them. She smiled. It was worth a shot.
She smiled and then slowly slid her long fingers up his bare rib causing him to squirm. "Wha-what are you doing!?" he asked as he became distressed. "Is something wrong my pet?" she asked with mock sweetness before jabbing the tips of her fingers into his flesh rapidly. "Oh-ahst-stawp!" he growled as he bucked up. He could not believe it, a mord sith was actually TICKling him.
"Oh does this bother you my pet...?" she asked as she swept her fingertips fluttering down his stomach. "Ohahaafuckkkshhhiit!" he bucked up again. "Hmmm i'm gonna see where you like it most..." she then placed her thumbs on his hipbones and rotated them firmly but gently in rapid circles causing him to buck up once more. "AHAhahstopstopyoubitch!" "language..." she stated as she moved down to his thighs kneading them softly with soft squeezes and pinches against his flesh causing him to buck up again. "Thats Mistress Luna to you...and....I think you're lying you seem to be enjoying this..." she said with a smirk. "such a tough little magician going up against the Lord Rahl too bad hes such a ticklish little boy isnt it?" she asked conversationally as he snickered and swore at her despite an embarassingly growing erection at his crotch prodding through his pants.
Lady Luna smirked as she worked his knees and behind them causing him to shift his backside back and forth. "Squirm little worm..." she teased as she moved to his calves causing more panic. "Oh I think you dont want me to go further... do you?" she asked. He shook his head frantically no. "Too bad my pet, what you want no longer matters..." she said slowly unlacing his boots. 'please...please dont..." his boot was slowly undone and then thrown aside as she ran a fingertip along the bottoms of his socked toes causing them to curl. 'NNghhhssssst!" he hissed. "Awww poor little boy.... you should have thought about this before turning into a traitor...." she stated as she inched her fingertips down his socked arch exploratively with the same eye of the torturess that she had shown administering pain. the grin of someone who enjoyed control upon her face.
"Ah-AhAhaahaahnopleasenotmytfeetnonothta!' he was speaking gibberish now as she hooked her finger into his sock and slowly caressed the flesh of his sole with a single fingernail tracing the lines of the bottom of his foot whie slowly taking the sock off. "nonononplease no!" he groaned as the sock slipped off inch by inch her freehand ticking up his foot as flesh gradually appeared. "Kitchy kitchy koo little boy..." she said in a sing song voice.
"Ahahahanpleasenononon!" he continued to beg as she left his sock just bunched up to his toes before holding his ankle in an iron grip and running her fingertips slowly up and down the arch. "AHAHAHAAnononoplPLEAsemistress!?" he asked in desperation.
"Oh mistress?" she said with a delighted coo. "Now were getting somewhere...' she said moving her fingertip just at the ball of his foot causing him to howl with laughter. He knew if she kept this up his toes would be revealed, and he had a feeling she did too."PLeaheheheheasei'lldoanythingthtth!" he begged. "All I want to see from you worm is squirming and helplessness....oops...' she grazed a fingernail up his arch and flicked his sock off revealing his toes. "Oh well...." she stated as she pried them back gently and ran her fingernails slowly across the stems squeezing lightly upon one captive digit every so often. "OHAHAHAHAHAhAAHahaAnonononoTnOTThAtANzyTHINGbuTTAHT!!" he cried as he bucked up again his cock twitching causing horror from him, and wry amusement from her.
"Nononono!" she mimicked. "yesyesyes...." she said as she tortured his foot. "Hmmm anywhere you say?" she asked as she stopped for a moment allowing him to catch his breath. she then pulled down his pants just enough to reveal his manhood, standing on end with his firm girth pulsing from desire. she then took off her boots revealing size 11.5 feet. long unpainted toes with soft skin suddenly assaulted his testicles, the long digits curling and flexing lightly and prodding at his sensative thighs causing him to buck up and down. "OHAhahaahnoNONNO!" she laid down as she did this and then grabbed his captive foot again ticking it a the same time with her tongue causing him to go into hysterics. 'pleaeSPLEAsehShaahaahamiSTress!" he begged and moaned again as he squirmed side to side.
His flexing up and down causing his cock to rub against the stray sole of her left foot mxing moans into his laughter as she would curl her toes around the base at times holding him still so that her toes could assault his balls more with their devlish touch. "OHAHahaah!" her tongue now darting across his toes and down his arch forcing him to howl as he groaned in pleasure. She had to admit she found him pretty adorable, perhaps she might even make him her mate when she was done."Ahhh such a cute little boy...." she teased again. She then stopped finally allowing him time to gasp for air.
"Please....please...no more...." he groaned. "What you want doesnt matter..." she reminded im as she took off her pants. 'besides you might like this part..." she said evilly as she straddled him. 'what are you doing!?" he asked as he tried to keep his cock from entering her. 'hey!" she warned as she held him down and then began to jab her fingertips lightly into his hips and navel causing him to buck up and squirm. 'I'm raping you..." she stated as he found himself moaning despite himself his cock trying to get away but the friction against her flesh feeling heavenly. Soon enough the tickling she was causing forced him to buck inside her, his firm cock entering her surprisingly moist walls before she played him like a puppet jamming her fingertips into his underarms and slowly moving them around and wriggling them. "Whos a ticklish booyyyy?" she moaned as he laughed and moan. "AHAhanaononplease!" "WHO!?" she asked as she tickled his ribs forcing him to buck up faster.
"AHahahameee!" he begged. "Thts right..." she corrected him. "Now faster!" she told him as he bucked up and down with desperate urgency as she tickle fucked him. "Aahahaaha!" the speed and arousal he felt was making it hard for him to keep himself in check, he was usually very good at that, but since she was totally dictating the rate of 'fire" so to speak it was almost entirely up to her. "KItchykitchykoo!" she moaned again as she grabbed his ass and dug her nails into it, it tickled a bit in that of itself which caused him to jump up a bit which in turn caused it to tickle more again, which created a vicious cycle of squirming and humping.
"AHAHAAHapleaseahaahi cant!" "Oh dont be a baby..." she stopped allowing him to catch her breath. "Were going to be going at this for a while..."
The Mord Sith had served the house of Rahl for countless years. Taken as young girls and tortured endlessly to become the perfect torturers themselves. They served as the personal body guard to the Rahl as well as his inquisitors and spies.
Our story begins with a more experienced Mord Sith by the name of Luna. Tall, and fierce looking, she sported a man of curly red hair, a pale complexion, a full face with ample breasts, and stood about 6 feet tall, but was lithe and athletic. She had awoken to be given orders from the house of Rahl. It seemed a magician had defected from the masters service and had taken and hidden valuble information. She bathed and dressed herself in the red leather of the Mord sith, twirling her Agiel her "Pain stick" in her right hand before holstering it at her side. She was off to search for her prey...
The magician known as Sirnef was hiding in a small village. Though trained in the arts of magic, he had also been trained in swordsmanship, having been discovered to have the gift a bit later in life, and born of a noble man, his first career choice had been a soldier. He was currently staying in a shack at the far end of the village, paid for by magic he had hoped not too get too much attention but it could not be helped. He was of average height and a bit slimmer than most with shaggy brown hair and a scruffy face with olive skin. He was attempting to come up with a spell to move him a far distance from his current location. He was chewing on some bread as he went over some notes in his scroll when he heard the knock at the door. Taking his sheathed sword he would open the door and find it kicked open, despite his caution he was caught off guard. He saw the female at the door and his heart stopped. "Mord Sith..." he groaned as he got up to avoid a jab of her Agiel, he struck at her hip with his sheathed sword forcing her back, while she swung at him with the Agiel and missed again. She then knocked over a lantern which fell to the floor and started to catch fire on the hay. He swung at her again with his sword she ducked and jabbed him with the agiel sending surges of pain into his nerve endings and knocking him back, though he clumsily swung at her catching her with the flat and knocked her into the fire, she screamed and in his panic he casted a spell of water upon her, which was all she needed.
Once a wizard committed to a spell against a mord sith whether benevolent or malevolent she was able to "grasp" that magic and use it as a snare for the entirety of that persons being. Twisting the magicians essence. She didnt even thank him for saving her...
He awoke several hours later, shirtless and in some sort of cellar. He was chained up with his arms above his head his legs sitting in front of him and tied together at the ankles. He groaned again. "I am fucked..." he thought.
She emerged. "Well well my new pet, it seems we have alot to discuss..." she smiled crookedly on her ruby lips and came at him with the Agiel. Jabbing it into his underarm causing pain to shoot along his body. She would then jab the agiel down all of his ribs briefly but with a torturesses eye for reactions. But something was wrong. The man was feeling pain but not enough. She then looked at his chest and noted markings upon the flesh. "What are those..."
The wizard smirked. "a warding spell..." he stated. "It impedes the pain of your agiel even though you have my magic at your command..." The Mord Sith glowered. "Is...that...so...." she thought of something, once in a while the Mord sith out of a sense of frivolous cruelty would tickle torture new recruits just too taunt them. She smiled. It was worth a shot.
She smiled and then slowly slid her long fingers up his bare rib causing him to squirm. "Wha-what are you doing!?" he asked as he became distressed. "Is something wrong my pet?" she asked with mock sweetness before jabbing the tips of her fingers into his flesh rapidly. "Oh-ahst-stawp!" he growled as he bucked up. He could not believe it, a mord sith was actually TICKling him.
"Oh does this bother you my pet...?" she asked as she swept her fingertips fluttering down his stomach. "Ohahaafuckkkshhhiit!" he bucked up again. "Hmmm i'm gonna see where you like it most..." she then placed her thumbs on his hipbones and rotated them firmly but gently in rapid circles causing him to buck up once more. "AHAhahstopstopyoubitch!" "language..." she stated as she moved down to his thighs kneading them softly with soft squeezes and pinches against his flesh causing him to buck up again. "Thats Mistress Luna to you...and....I think you're lying you seem to be enjoying this..." she said with a smirk. "such a tough little magician going up against the Lord Rahl too bad hes such a ticklish little boy isnt it?" she asked conversationally as he snickered and swore at her despite an embarassingly growing erection at his crotch prodding through his pants.
Lady Luna smirked as she worked his knees and behind them causing him to shift his backside back and forth. "Squirm little worm..." she teased as she moved to his calves causing more panic. "Oh I think you dont want me to go further... do you?" she asked. He shook his head frantically no. "Too bad my pet, what you want no longer matters..." she said slowly unlacing his boots. 'please...please dont..." his boot was slowly undone and then thrown aside as she ran a fingertip along the bottoms of his socked toes causing them to curl. 'NNghhhssssst!" he hissed. "Awww poor little boy.... you should have thought about this before turning into a traitor...." she stated as she inched her fingertips down his socked arch exploratively with the same eye of the torturess that she had shown administering pain. the grin of someone who enjoyed control upon her face.
"Ah-AhAhaahaahnopleasenotmytfeetnonothta!' he was speaking gibberish now as she hooked her finger into his sock and slowly caressed the flesh of his sole with a single fingernail tracing the lines of the bottom of his foot whie slowly taking the sock off. "nonononplease no!" he groaned as the sock slipped off inch by inch her freehand ticking up his foot as flesh gradually appeared. "Kitchy kitchy koo little boy..." she said in a sing song voice.
"Ahahahanpleasenononon!" he continued to beg as she left his sock just bunched up to his toes before holding his ankle in an iron grip and running her fingertips slowly up and down the arch. "AHAHAHAAnononoplPLEAsemistress!?" he asked in desperation.
"Oh mistress?" she said with a delighted coo. "Now were getting somewhere...' she said moving her fingertip just at the ball of his foot causing him to howl with laughter. He knew if she kept this up his toes would be revealed, and he had a feeling she did too."PLeaheheheheasei'lldoanythingthtth!" he begged. "All I want to see from you worm is squirming and helplessness....oops...' she grazed a fingernail up his arch and flicked his sock off revealing his toes. "Oh well...." she stated as she pried them back gently and ran her fingernails slowly across the stems squeezing lightly upon one captive digit every so often. "OHAHAHAHAHAhAAHahaAnonononoTnOTThAtANzyTHINGbuTTAHT!!" he cried as he bucked up again his cock twitching causing horror from him, and wry amusement from her.
"Nononono!" she mimicked. "yesyesyes...." she said as she tortured his foot. "Hmmm anywhere you say?" she asked as she stopped for a moment allowing him to catch his breath. she then pulled down his pants just enough to reveal his manhood, standing on end with his firm girth pulsing from desire. she then took off her boots revealing size 11.5 feet. long unpainted toes with soft skin suddenly assaulted his testicles, the long digits curling and flexing lightly and prodding at his sensative thighs causing him to buck up and down. "OHAhahaahnoNONNO!" she laid down as she did this and then grabbed his captive foot again ticking it a the same time with her tongue causing him to go into hysterics. 'pleaeSPLEAsehShaahaahamiSTress!" he begged and moaned again as he squirmed side to side.
His flexing up and down causing his cock to rub against the stray sole of her left foot mxing moans into his laughter as she would curl her toes around the base at times holding him still so that her toes could assault his balls more with their devlish touch. "OHAHahaah!" her tongue now darting across his toes and down his arch forcing him to howl as he groaned in pleasure. She had to admit she found him pretty adorable, perhaps she might even make him her mate when she was done."Ahhh such a cute little boy...." she teased again. She then stopped finally allowing him time to gasp for air.
"Please....please...no more...." he groaned. "What you want doesnt matter..." she reminded im as she took off her pants. 'besides you might like this part..." she said evilly as she straddled him. 'what are you doing!?" he asked as he tried to keep his cock from entering her. 'hey!" she warned as she held him down and then began to jab her fingertips lightly into his hips and navel causing him to buck up and squirm. 'I'm raping you..." she stated as he found himself moaning despite himself his cock trying to get away but the friction against her flesh feeling heavenly. Soon enough the tickling she was causing forced him to buck inside her, his firm cock entering her surprisingly moist walls before she played him like a puppet jamming her fingertips into his underarms and slowly moving them around and wriggling them. "Whos a ticklish booyyyy?" she moaned as he laughed and moan. "AHAhanaononplease!" "WHO!?" she asked as she tickled his ribs forcing him to buck up faster.
"AHahahameee!" he begged. "Thts right..." she corrected him. "Now faster!" she told him as he bucked up and down with desperate urgency as she tickle fucked him. "Aahahaaha!" the speed and arousal he felt was making it hard for him to keep himself in check, he was usually very good at that, but since she was totally dictating the rate of 'fire" so to speak it was almost entirely up to her. "KItchykitchykoo!" she moaned again as she grabbed his ass and dug her nails into it, it tickled a bit in that of itself which caused him to jump up a bit which in turn caused it to tickle more again, which created a vicious cycle of squirming and humping.
"AHAHAAHapleaseahaahi cant!" "Oh dont be a baby..." she stopped allowing him to catch her breath. "Were going to be going at this for a while..."
