allbutnone86
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Amanda: I sat down on a chair across from Amy. I’ve been telling her my story, but I wanted someone else to tell it from another perspective. That’s why I brought in Lisa. So, I continued.
Danielle and I now had the upstairs room in Lisa’s bookstore to work in now. Business was going well, we always had at least one person come in a day. We had our regulars that made up most of our sessions. In our 6 months of doing this, we had made a good amount of money even though we paid Lisa 10 percent.
One day around that time, Lisa surprised us by visiting our upstairs room.
”Inspection?” I asked a little confused.
“Not really an inspection,” Lisa responded, “I want to see your skills. I want you to demonstrate your abilities on Danielle, if she doesn‘t mind.”
Danielle agreed and I tied her wrists and ankles to the table. Once she was tied up, I got right to work by digging my fingers into her belly.
Lisa shook her head, “No no, you’ve got it wrong.”
I instantly stopped and looked at her confused. She scooted me out of the way and began tickling Danielle herself. She giggled as Lisa gently wiggled her fingers in Danielle’s sides. Then Lisa suddenly moved her left hand to Danielle’s belly and tickled her hard.
”HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
I was amazed at her technique, and the amount of laughter she was able to get out of Danielle with just her fingers. Lisa stopped.
”If you refine your skills a little, you can tickle like that,” she told me.
I was shocked and confused. I wasn’t expecting her to be so good at tickling.
“I can help you if you want,” Lisa offered.
“How are you so good at tickling?” I asked.
”Just an interest of mine,” she responded.
I thought about her offer and decided to decline. Not because I couldn’t use any help, but because I didn’t think I had time to learn.
Lisa: Even though Amanda declined my offer, I still wanted to help her. She showed so much potential, but she refused to refine her skills. So, I came up with a plan.
When I got home that evening, I picked up the phone and made a call.
“Hello Mary, it’s Lisa. Remember that favor you owe me?”
...
Amanda: When I arrived at the bookstore the next morning, something seemed odd. Lisa waved me over to tell me something.
“A woman came in and said she had something for you, she left it upstairs.”
I went upstairs to check it out and I found a letter lying by the door. I opened the letter anxious to find out what it was for.
“We have Danielle. If you want to get her back, call” and then it had the number to call them.
I felt my heart race and my body tense up as I became overwhelmed by anxiety and fear. I ran back down to Lisa to tell her what I found.
“Lisa I think Danielle has been kidnapped,” I handed her the letter.
She read the letter and shook her head, “I‘ve seen this before. I think I know who did it.”
”Who?”
”They’re criminals from downtown. They have a hideout on 9th street. I can take you there,” Lisa offered as she got up and started walking.
”Wait!” I shouted stopping her, “Shouldn’t we get the police?”
”You’ve been learning about tickling, right?” Lisa asked, ”You can use that as your weapon.”
”How?” I yelled at her again my voice beginning to break.
“Just go with me Amanda and we’ll deal with this,” Lisa told me sternly as she grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out to her car.
As embarrassing as it is to admit, I started crying. Danielle and I had become good friends and I was really scared. And Lisa was confusing me.
We arrived at the hideout in 15 minutes. By then I was able to regain some composure. Lisa and I got out of the car and she went over to the building while I stayed close to the car. She got up to the door and checked the door handle, the door was unlocked to my surprise. She gestured me to follow her inside and I hesitantly did so. As we walked, questions came into my head. The one that concerned me the most was, what were we going to do if we found them? Lisa mentioned something about tickling earlier, but how was that going to help us?
Finally, I heard a faint voice coming from the basement. Lisa lead the way down and as we went the voices got louder. We were getting close. When we got to the bottom, we saw a light coming from a room at the end of the hallway. To my surprise when we got to the room, Lisa barged in.
“Lisa, we meet again,” said the woman standing alone in the room. She looked about the same age as Lisa, maybe a little older.
“I know you’re the one who took Danielle. It’s all your style,” Lisa said before slamming the door behind us.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,”. The woman responded.
Lisa tackled the woman to the ground. She got on her back and then used her jacket to tie her legs together and held her arms.
“Amanda, take off her shoes and interrogate her,” Lisa told me.
I was a little confused, but I yanked her shoes off and then sat down.
“Tell us where Danielle is,” Lisa demanded.
“I’m not telling you.”
Lisa gave me a nod and I took that as the signal to begin tickling. I dug my fingers into her feet making sure to get every spot. Meanwhile, the woman began laughing and thrashing about.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
”Where is she?” Lisa asked again.
”IDONTKNOW!” she responded in between laughter.
As I was tickling her, it Was like a switch was turned on inside of me. My anger, fear, and worry could be unleashed on her feet. And I found I was really liking this. This power I had over her. This was the first time I was tickling someone who didn’t want to be tickled. I was getting a weird sadistic pleasure from torturing this woman. This obviously had an effect on her because she began laughing harder and thrashing about more as I raked my fingers up and down her helpless soles.
“Just tell us where she is and I’ll stop~” I teased.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA!! OKAYOKAYOKAY!! ILLTELLYOUHOOHOOHOO!!”
I stopped and waited for her to answer. She caught her breath and then spoke.
“We have her in a building on 3rd street. But I can have her brought here,” she finally told us.
“Thank you for your cooperation,” Lisa told her.
Lisa brought the phone down to her but left her tied up. 10 minutes later, they arrived with Danielle. They released Danielle and we released the woman. I hugged Danielle and we got in the car and headed back.
“Are you okay Danielle? Did they hurt you?“ I asked.
”I was scared, but they didn’t do anything to me,” Danielle responded, “Thank you for saving me.”
...
Lisa: Later that day I sat down, picked up the phone, and called Mary again.
”You’re acting was brilliant Mary.”
”Yours could use some work. By the way, what happens if Amanda finds out? Won’t she be angry at you for doing this?”
”She doesn’t know and she won’t find out. But anyways, everything went as I wanted it to. I think this will help her out a lot.”
”Are you sure she’s as sadistic as you?”
”Inside every tickler is a sadist, some keep it more hidden than others.”
”I’m happy things went as you wanted, I have to go. Talk to you later Lisa.”
”I’ll talk to you later Mary.”
I wanted to release that sadistic side she had somewhere deep inside her. This was the start of her becoming a better tickler. I didn’t realize how much better she would get. I also underestimated how sadistic she could be.
...
Amanda: After that day I became more interested in the use of tickling as torture. There was a certain thrill I got from tickle torture. I experimented more on Danielle. Poor Danielle, I’m the only one who’s ever almost broken her. My experiments could be, and often where, harsh and Danielle would have tears in her eyes begging me to stop as I exploited her most ticklish spots with methods that would make most people tremble in fear. Danielle loved tickling, but even she came to fear being in my hands.
“It shouldn’t come as a surprise then that I received a request to tickle someone. They wanted to meet to discuss an offer. I was interested, so I went to meet them.
...
I met them at their mansion just outside of town. I was let inside where I waited for a few minutes before they greeted me.
“Francis?” I asked.
“Yes, and you must be Amanda.”
We shook hands and then sat down across from each other and began.
“I take it you got my letter.”
”Yes, but how did You hear about me?”
”I was recommended you by someone, they told me not to say.”
”I see.”
”I’m told you are very good at what you do.”
”I do my best.”
”That’s good, because this person is important. I want you to torture her for two hours.“
”Why?”
”Don’t worry about that. Do it and I’ll pay you $10,000. 5000 now, and 5000 when you’re done.”
”$10,000?” That was a lot more than I was expecting. That was a lot of money for one job.
”That’s right. So will you do it?”
I agreed and I signed the deal.
...
The next day I prepared for this session. I cancelled all others for the day since I didn’t know when they would bring her. All he said was that she would be brought in by his people. I also had to find a way to sneak them in without Lisa knowing.
When they arrived, I had to act fast. I had them meet me at the back entrance which was closer to my room. Then I sent Lisa on a wild goose chase while I rushed them upstairs. Then I told Lisa a client arrived and not to disturb me while I’m up there. She told me she would be leaving soon and told me to lock up when I was done. Finally, I rushed back upstairs to start.
“You are Amanda?” One of the men asked.
“Yes, and this is the one you’ve brought for me?”
”Yes, she it to be tortured for two hours. We will be back then to pick her up,“ then they left.
The woman they brought had a sack over her head and her hands were tied. I restrained her on the table and removed the sack and then removed her gag.
“Who are you? What are you doing?” she immediately asked.
“I’m Amanda and I’ve been hired to tickle you for two hours.”
”Tickle me? Are you serious?”
”Yes, I am.”
I rolled up her shirt and began gently tickling her belly and sides.
“Hehehehehehehehehehehe,” she lightly laughed.
I moved my hands up to her ribs and poked around there a little. She still had a smile on her face, but she wasn‘t laughing anymore. So, I went a bit higher to her armpits. I wiggled my fingers around them a little and that got her laughing more.
“Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!” she giggled.
I spent some time there before moving down. I took off her shoes and threw them to the side. I lazily dragged my fingers her feet.
“Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe,” I didn’t get as much of a reaction as I was expecting. So, finally, I moved to her thighs and hips. I didn’t get much from that either. Then I stopped.
”Was that all?” she asked.
“I didn’t get your name.”
”My name is Cathrine Dola.”
”Well Cathrine, we’re not done.”
I got behind her and positioned my hands.
”Let’s take another look at those armpits,” I said now really tickling them.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!WHAHAHAHATISTHIS!!”
”I was going easy on you before. Now we‘re doing this for real.”
...
Two hours went by quicker than I expected. However for Cathrine, who was covered in sweat, it had probably been her longest two hours.
“Let me guess,” Cathrine finally said breaking the silence, “Francis Gules hired you, didn’t he?”
I didn’t respond. Instead I waited for her to continue.
“Do you want to know why he wanted me dealt with? Because I pose a threat to his company. He knows my plans. My new company would undermine his. So he’s using these tactics to get me out of his way.“
Just as she finished, the men came by and picked her up. They also dropped off the other $5000 as part of the deal.
Some people might not agree with what I did, being used to intimidate people by torturing them, but I liked the money I got. And the opportunity to tickle torture someone also made it worth it to me. This was only the beginning, there were many more deals I got, many more people I tickled. I loved it.
Danielle and I now had the upstairs room in Lisa’s bookstore to work in now. Business was going well, we always had at least one person come in a day. We had our regulars that made up most of our sessions. In our 6 months of doing this, we had made a good amount of money even though we paid Lisa 10 percent.
One day around that time, Lisa surprised us by visiting our upstairs room.
”Inspection?” I asked a little confused.
“Not really an inspection,” Lisa responded, “I want to see your skills. I want you to demonstrate your abilities on Danielle, if she doesn‘t mind.”
Danielle agreed and I tied her wrists and ankles to the table. Once she was tied up, I got right to work by digging my fingers into her belly.
Lisa shook her head, “No no, you’ve got it wrong.”
I instantly stopped and looked at her confused. She scooted me out of the way and began tickling Danielle herself. She giggled as Lisa gently wiggled her fingers in Danielle’s sides. Then Lisa suddenly moved her left hand to Danielle’s belly and tickled her hard.
”HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
I was amazed at her technique, and the amount of laughter she was able to get out of Danielle with just her fingers. Lisa stopped.
”If you refine your skills a little, you can tickle like that,” she told me.
I was shocked and confused. I wasn’t expecting her to be so good at tickling.
“I can help you if you want,” Lisa offered.
“How are you so good at tickling?” I asked.
”Just an interest of mine,” she responded.
I thought about her offer and decided to decline. Not because I couldn’t use any help, but because I didn’t think I had time to learn.
Lisa: Even though Amanda declined my offer, I still wanted to help her. She showed so much potential, but she refused to refine her skills. So, I came up with a plan.
When I got home that evening, I picked up the phone and made a call.
“Hello Mary, it’s Lisa. Remember that favor you owe me?”
...
Amanda: When I arrived at the bookstore the next morning, something seemed odd. Lisa waved me over to tell me something.
“A woman came in and said she had something for you, she left it upstairs.”
I went upstairs to check it out and I found a letter lying by the door. I opened the letter anxious to find out what it was for.
“We have Danielle. If you want to get her back, call” and then it had the number to call them.
I felt my heart race and my body tense up as I became overwhelmed by anxiety and fear. I ran back down to Lisa to tell her what I found.
“Lisa I think Danielle has been kidnapped,” I handed her the letter.
She read the letter and shook her head, “I‘ve seen this before. I think I know who did it.”
”Who?”
”They’re criminals from downtown. They have a hideout on 9th street. I can take you there,” Lisa offered as she got up and started walking.
”Wait!” I shouted stopping her, “Shouldn’t we get the police?”
”You’ve been learning about tickling, right?” Lisa asked, ”You can use that as your weapon.”
”How?” I yelled at her again my voice beginning to break.
“Just go with me Amanda and we’ll deal with this,” Lisa told me sternly as she grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out to her car.
As embarrassing as it is to admit, I started crying. Danielle and I had become good friends and I was really scared. And Lisa was confusing me.
We arrived at the hideout in 15 minutes. By then I was able to regain some composure. Lisa and I got out of the car and she went over to the building while I stayed close to the car. She got up to the door and checked the door handle, the door was unlocked to my surprise. She gestured me to follow her inside and I hesitantly did so. As we walked, questions came into my head. The one that concerned me the most was, what were we going to do if we found them? Lisa mentioned something about tickling earlier, but how was that going to help us?
Finally, I heard a faint voice coming from the basement. Lisa lead the way down and as we went the voices got louder. We were getting close. When we got to the bottom, we saw a light coming from a room at the end of the hallway. To my surprise when we got to the room, Lisa barged in.
“Lisa, we meet again,” said the woman standing alone in the room. She looked about the same age as Lisa, maybe a little older.
“I know you’re the one who took Danielle. It’s all your style,” Lisa said before slamming the door behind us.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,”. The woman responded.
Lisa tackled the woman to the ground. She got on her back and then used her jacket to tie her legs together and held her arms.
“Amanda, take off her shoes and interrogate her,” Lisa told me.
I was a little confused, but I yanked her shoes off and then sat down.
“Tell us where Danielle is,” Lisa demanded.
“I’m not telling you.”
Lisa gave me a nod and I took that as the signal to begin tickling. I dug my fingers into her feet making sure to get every spot. Meanwhile, the woman began laughing and thrashing about.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
”Where is she?” Lisa asked again.
”IDONTKNOW!” she responded in between laughter.
As I was tickling her, it Was like a switch was turned on inside of me. My anger, fear, and worry could be unleashed on her feet. And I found I was really liking this. This power I had over her. This was the first time I was tickling someone who didn’t want to be tickled. I was getting a weird sadistic pleasure from torturing this woman. This obviously had an effect on her because she began laughing harder and thrashing about more as I raked my fingers up and down her helpless soles.
“Just tell us where she is and I’ll stop~” I teased.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA!! OKAYOKAYOKAY!! ILLTELLYOUHOOHOOHOO!!”
I stopped and waited for her to answer. She caught her breath and then spoke.
“We have her in a building on 3rd street. But I can have her brought here,” she finally told us.
“Thank you for your cooperation,” Lisa told her.
Lisa brought the phone down to her but left her tied up. 10 minutes later, they arrived with Danielle. They released Danielle and we released the woman. I hugged Danielle and we got in the car and headed back.
“Are you okay Danielle? Did they hurt you?“ I asked.
”I was scared, but they didn’t do anything to me,” Danielle responded, “Thank you for saving me.”
...
Lisa: Later that day I sat down, picked up the phone, and called Mary again.
”You’re acting was brilliant Mary.”
”Yours could use some work. By the way, what happens if Amanda finds out? Won’t she be angry at you for doing this?”
”She doesn’t know and she won’t find out. But anyways, everything went as I wanted it to. I think this will help her out a lot.”
”Are you sure she’s as sadistic as you?”
”Inside every tickler is a sadist, some keep it more hidden than others.”
”I’m happy things went as you wanted, I have to go. Talk to you later Lisa.”
”I’ll talk to you later Mary.”
I wanted to release that sadistic side she had somewhere deep inside her. This was the start of her becoming a better tickler. I didn’t realize how much better she would get. I also underestimated how sadistic she could be.
...
Amanda: After that day I became more interested in the use of tickling as torture. There was a certain thrill I got from tickle torture. I experimented more on Danielle. Poor Danielle, I’m the only one who’s ever almost broken her. My experiments could be, and often where, harsh and Danielle would have tears in her eyes begging me to stop as I exploited her most ticklish spots with methods that would make most people tremble in fear. Danielle loved tickling, but even she came to fear being in my hands.
“It shouldn’t come as a surprise then that I received a request to tickle someone. They wanted to meet to discuss an offer. I was interested, so I went to meet them.
...
I met them at their mansion just outside of town. I was let inside where I waited for a few minutes before they greeted me.
“Francis?” I asked.
“Yes, and you must be Amanda.”
We shook hands and then sat down across from each other and began.
“I take it you got my letter.”
”Yes, but how did You hear about me?”
”I was recommended you by someone, they told me not to say.”
”I see.”
”I’m told you are very good at what you do.”
”I do my best.”
”That’s good, because this person is important. I want you to torture her for two hours.“
”Why?”
”Don’t worry about that. Do it and I’ll pay you $10,000. 5000 now, and 5000 when you’re done.”
”$10,000?” That was a lot more than I was expecting. That was a lot of money for one job.
”That’s right. So will you do it?”
I agreed and I signed the deal.
...
The next day I prepared for this session. I cancelled all others for the day since I didn’t know when they would bring her. All he said was that she would be brought in by his people. I also had to find a way to sneak them in without Lisa knowing.
When they arrived, I had to act fast. I had them meet me at the back entrance which was closer to my room. Then I sent Lisa on a wild goose chase while I rushed them upstairs. Then I told Lisa a client arrived and not to disturb me while I’m up there. She told me she would be leaving soon and told me to lock up when I was done. Finally, I rushed back upstairs to start.
“You are Amanda?” One of the men asked.
“Yes, and this is the one you’ve brought for me?”
”Yes, she it to be tortured for two hours. We will be back then to pick her up,“ then they left.
The woman they brought had a sack over her head and her hands were tied. I restrained her on the table and removed the sack and then removed her gag.
“Who are you? What are you doing?” she immediately asked.
“I’m Amanda and I’ve been hired to tickle you for two hours.”
”Tickle me? Are you serious?”
”Yes, I am.”
I rolled up her shirt and began gently tickling her belly and sides.
“Hehehehehehehehehehehe,” she lightly laughed.
I moved my hands up to her ribs and poked around there a little. She still had a smile on her face, but she wasn‘t laughing anymore. So, I went a bit higher to her armpits. I wiggled my fingers around them a little and that got her laughing more.
“Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!” she giggled.
I spent some time there before moving down. I took off her shoes and threw them to the side. I lazily dragged my fingers her feet.
“Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe,” I didn’t get as much of a reaction as I was expecting. So, finally, I moved to her thighs and hips. I didn’t get much from that either. Then I stopped.
”Was that all?” she asked.
“I didn’t get your name.”
”My name is Cathrine Dola.”
”Well Cathrine, we’re not done.”
I got behind her and positioned my hands.
”Let’s take another look at those armpits,” I said now really tickling them.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!WHAHAHAHATISTHIS!!”
”I was going easy on you before. Now we‘re doing this for real.”
...
Two hours went by quicker than I expected. However for Cathrine, who was covered in sweat, it had probably been her longest two hours.
“Let me guess,” Cathrine finally said breaking the silence, “Francis Gules hired you, didn’t he?”
I didn’t respond. Instead I waited for her to continue.
“Do you want to know why he wanted me dealt with? Because I pose a threat to his company. He knows my plans. My new company would undermine his. So he’s using these tactics to get me out of his way.“
Just as she finished, the men came by and picked her up. They also dropped off the other $5000 as part of the deal.
Some people might not agree with what I did, being used to intimidate people by torturing them, but I liked the money I got. And the opportunity to tickle torture someone also made it worth it to me. This was only the beginning, there were many more deals I got, many more people I tickled. I loved it.
