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The dressing room door swung open, and the current cast members gaped in amazement as Tina Fey, Maya Rudolph, and Amy Poehler waltzed in. The room was now a who's who of SNL history, the air thick with a blend of anticipation and camaraderie. "You didn't think we'd miss this, did you?" Tina exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
The newcomers had indeed come prepared. Each of them had freshly sharpened nails, painted in vibrant colors that matched their distinct personalities. Tina's were a sleek, shiny black that contrasted sharply with her iconic glasses. Maya's were a playful red, and Amy's were a bold, glittering gold. They held their hands up, their nails glinting in the fluorescent light like tiny swords ready for battle.
Tina looked around the room, her gaze settling on Heidi Gardner, who was already squirming in her chair. "You know, I learned this little trick from Janeane Garafolo back in the day," she said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "It's all about the angle and the pressure," she continued, as if revealing a sacred secret. "The right shape of nail can make all the difference."
Maya Rudolph stepped closer, her own nails looking lethal. "Tina's right," she said, her voice low and playful. "You think you know your own feet, but trust me, we're going to find spots you didn't even know were there."
The room grew quieter as the alumni took their places, each standing before the new cast members' feet like a master chef ready to carve their signature dish. The tension was palpable as the five women braced themselves for what was about to come.
Tina Fey approached Heidi's chair with a grace that belied her intentions. She took a seat in front of Heidi's ankle stocks, her eyes assessing the bare size 8.5 feet before her with a glint of amusement. Heidi's soles were already pink from the light tickling Kate and Cecily had administered, and her toes curled inward as she anticipated the onslaught from the SNL legend.
Maya Rudolph took her position in front of Chloe Fineman's chair, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the small size 6 feet. "I've got a surprise for you," Maya whispered with a wink, hinting at the secret she had shared with Kate earlier about Chloe's toe sensitivity. The room held its breath as Maya's nails hovered above Chloe's wriggling toes, poised to strike at a moment's notice.
Amy Poehler claimed her spot before Ego Nwodim, her expression a blend of excitement and concentration. She had been known for her relentless tickling backstage, and the current cast knew they were in for an intense experience. Ego's heart raced as she watched Amy's nails dance around the stocks that held her size 8 feet but never making contact with the sensitive skin.
Cecily Strong took a seat before Jane Wickline's size 11's, her eyes lighting up at the challenge before her. Jane's toes were long and straight, her soles almost all white with some light pink around the heels and ball. With a knowing smile, she began to trace the outline of each toe, her nails leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Jane's eyes squeezed shut and she bit her lip to stifle her giggles, but it was no use. Her body almost immediately convulsed with laughter, her legs kicking as if she were trying to dance without music.
Kate MacKinnon couldn't help but admire the sight of Sarah's small, bare feet. She had always had a soft spot for them, a secret crush that had been growing stronger with each passing year. Her nails hovered just above Sarah's size 7.5's, the anticipation making her heart race. But she knew she had to wait, to build the tension before she could indulge in her desires. With a wink at the camera, she started tickling the base of Sarah's toes, her laughter filling the room almost immediately.
Kate yelled "begin!" As she pressed start on the 60 minute timer and the descending timer appeared before the 5 cast members via a projector above them.
Tina, Maya, and Amy took this as their cue and dove their nails into the awaiting feet of their unsuspecting victims. Heidi squealed as Tina's nails found the tender spot she had warned her about, her laughter bouncing off the walls of the small dressing room. Chloe's toes curled in on themselves as Maya's nails danced across her soles, her giggles turning into full-blown laughter that she couldn't hold back. Ego's eyes squeezed shut as Amy focused on the pads of her toes, her body jolting with every touch.
Sarah's laughter grew more frantic as Kate's nails moved from her toes to the arch of her foot, tracing the delicate lines that crisscrossed the soft flesh. She had always been the one to crack first in the dressing room, and tonight was no exception. Her legs thrashed wildly, her body trying to escape the unrelenting tickle torment.
Ego Nwodim's stoic facade was slowly crumbling. Despite her best efforts to remain still and composed, the intense sensation was overwhelming. She gripped the armrests of the chair so hard her knuckles turned white, her breath hitching with each new wave of tickling. Her toes curled and uncurled, a silent dance to the rhythm of Amy's relentless nails.
"Looks like someone's holding out on us," Amy said, her voice a playful purr. "These toes are begging for some attention." She glanced up at Ego, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Is there a special spot we should know about?"
Ego's eyes remained tightly closed, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. "N-no," she managed to murmur, her voice strained.
"Are you sure?" Amy pressed, her nails now hovering dangerously close to the pad of Ego's big toe. "Because if there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's that everyone has a spot. And trust me, once I find it, there's no going back."
Ego's eyes remained shut, her teeth clenched. "I... I've got nothing."
"Very well," Amy said, her voice deceptively sweet, and she brought her nails down to tickle the pad of Ego's big toe. Ego's body jolted, her laughter involuntary and high-pitched. She had been bluffing, hoping to avoid the inevitable, but now her secret spot was out in the open.
The room was filled with the cacophony of laughter, each cast member reacting differently to their own personal hell. Heidi's feet kicked wildly in their stocks, her legs thrashing in a desperate attempt to escape Tina's relentless tickling. Chloe's toes curled tightly, her legs stiffening as Maya focused on her long toes. Meanwhile, Sarah's body convulsed in the chair, her giggles turning into full-blown laughs as Kate's nails danced over her arches.
"You think you're so tough," Kate teased Sarah, her voice a mix of affection and mischief. "But these little piggies have secrets." Her nails dug into the spaces between Sarah's toes, and the smaller woman's laughter grew more frantic. "Come on, let it out," Kate encouraged, her eyes sparkling with joy at the sight of her friend's tortured delight.
"You can take it, Heidi," Tina said, her voice soothing despite the wickedness of her actions. "Just breathe through it. That's right," she murmured as Heidi's giggles grew more intense. "Remember, it's all in good fun." Heidi nodded, her eyes squeezed shut, but the tension in her body belied her words.
Maya's red nails traced intricate patterns on the pink soles of Chloe's feet, her voice a siren's song of sweet torment. "Oh, you love this," she taunted, her nails moving closer to Chloe's well developed lengthy toes. Chloe's eyes widened, her body stiffening as she tried to brace herself.
"You love all of this attention on your pretty toes, don't you?" Amy taunted Ego, her gold nails dancing around the ball of her foot. "I know all your secrets, Miss Nwodim." Ego's laughter grew louder, her body jerking in the chair as Amy's nails found their mark, sending waves of tickling sensation up her leg. "I can see your big toes already begging for mercy," Amy said with a smirk.
"Is that all you've got, Maya?" Chloe gasped between giggles, her face flushed with laughter. Maya's response was to lean in closer, her red nails poised like the fangs of a serpent ready to strike. "Oh you think you're clever?" she said, her voice a purr.
The anticipation grew as Maya stepped away from Chloe's chair, her eyes scanning the room with a wicked gleam. She reached into her purse and pulled out a large flat hairbrush with plastic ball tipped prongs. "Oh no," Chloe murmured, her laughter turning to a whimper as she recognized the new weapon of choice.
Maya's smile grew wider as she took a firm grip on Chloe's left foot. "Don't worry," she said sweetly, "You won't even be able to think soon." She held Chloe's toes back with one hand, fully exposing the tender arch and the ball of her foot. With the other, she began to scrub the brush firmly along the sensitive skin. Chloe's eyes shot open, her laughter morphing into a high-pitched shriek as the sensation sent shockwaves through her body. The bristles of the brush were a new level of torture, a sensation that was both unbearable and oddly satisfying.
"Oh my Gahahahahad!" Chloe screamed, her eyes watering with laughter. "Plehehehehehease! Not the brush!" But her words fell on deaf ears as Maya continued her assault, the brush moving in circles that grew smaller and smaller until it was almost unbearable.
Tina looked up from Heidi's feet, a twinkle in her eye. "Hmm, I think I see the appeal," she mused, reaching into her own bag. She pulled out a hairbrush with a grin that could only mean trouble. "Let's see what this baby can do," she said.
Heidi's eyes grew wide as she saw the hairbrush in Tina's hand. "Oh no," she gasped, her feet already starting to shake involuntarily in anticipation. "You wouldn't."
Tina's grin grew wider. "Wouldn't I?" she said, her eyes never leaving Heidi's.
Heidi's giggles turned into full-blown laughter as Tina lightly brushed the bristles of the hairbrush over the arch of her slender size 8.5 foot. "Mercy!" she squealed, her body convulsing in the chair. The room was now a symphony of laughter and cries for mercy, each cast member trying to outdo the others in their quest to find the most sensitive spots.
Cecily Strong leaned in closer to Jane Wickline, her nails pausing in their dance over the size 11 feet before her. "You know, I've heard that the bigger the feet, the more ticklish they are." she said with a wink. Jane's cheeks flushed red.
Jane's face grew even redder, her body tightening in the chair. "Cecily, I swear, I'm going to get you for this." Her words were barely coherent through her laughter.
Cecily's smile grew sharper. "Is that a threat, Jane?" she asked, her voice light and playful.
Jane's eyes widened in surprise, realizing her mistake. "No, no, I didn't mean it like that," she said quickly, her laughter subsiding into a nervous giggle. But it was too late; the words had been said, and the alumni were already exchanging knowing glances.
Without missing a beat, Cecily grabbed some soft twine from her purse and began tying each of Jane's long, straight pale toes back to the stocks individually. Jane squirmed, trying to pull away, but her efforts were futile. "Cecily, I'm sorry," she said, her voice laced with genuine panic. "I didn't mean to threaten you."
Cecily just smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She knew exactly what she was doing. Once the toes were secured, she reached for the bottle of massage oil that had been sitting on the counter, the scent of lavender filling the air. She drizzled a generous amount onto her palms, letting the oil warm between them before she began to rub it into the soles of Jane's feet.
Jane's eyes grew wide as she watched the electric toothbrushes emerge from the depths of Cecily's purse. The hum grew louder as the spinning heads whirled to life, and she swallowed hard. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling.
Cecily's smile grew even more devilish as she dipped each brush into the jar of oil. "Oh, just adding a little something extra to the experience," she said, her eyes gleaming.
With the grace of an artist, she placed the bristles of one brush at the base of Jane's big toe and began to tickle it, moving up and down in a rhythm that was as mesmerizing as it was maddening. Jane's body jerked in the chair, her laughter growing louder and more uncontrollable with each stroke. The oil made her skin slippery, the bristles sliding over the sensitive flesh with an ease that only added to the torment.
The laughter grew more intense as the minutes ticked by, the sound bouncing off the walls of the dressing room and echoing down the hallways. The timer on the wall, a stark reminder of the torture to come, read 40:00. The air had the scent of massage oil and the faint smell of sweat as the alumni continued their relentless tickling.
Heidi's feet were now a deep shade of red, her legs quivering with the effort to stay still. Tina's nails danced around the hairbrush, occasionally grazing the sensitive skin of her arches, causing her to giggle uncontrollably. "I can't take it anymore!" she exclaimed, her voice a high-pitched squeal.
Tina leaned back, a knowing smile on her face. "I remember hating my tickle initiation too, Heids," she said, using the affectionate nickname that had stuck from their early days at SNL. "But it's a rite of passage."
Her nails grazed Heidi's toes, each touch sending a jolt through her body. Heidi's eyes grew wide with anticipation, her toes flexing in the air. "Tina, please!" she begged through her laughter. But Tina was in her element, enjoying every second of it.
"Say it," Tina prodded, her voice low and playful. "Tell me you love having those long toes played with."
Heidi's laughter grew even more frantic as she felt the brush approach her ticklish spot again. "I... I can't," she gasped, her eyes watering. "Please! Not the toes!"
Tina's smile grew wider, her eyes never leaving Heidi's. "I'll keep going until you tell me what I want to hear," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and determination. The brush hovered just above Heidi's toes, the anticipation of contact almost unbearable.
"I... I love having my...long toes played with..." Heidi finally gasped, her body jolting with laughter. Tina's eyes lit up with victory, and she placed the brush down gently. "Good girl," she said, patting Heidi's foot before continuing the mind breaking tickle session.
Switching focus, Kate MacKinnon had moved from the arch of Sarah's foot to the tender toes before her. She had always had a strange fascination with the smaller woman's size 7.5's, and now she had the perfect excuse to indulge. With a playful grin, Kate began to suck and lick each toe, her fingernails lightly tickling the sensitive skin between them.
Sarah's laughter grew louder, a mix of shock and delight. "K-Kate!! What are you doing!?!?!?" she gasped, her eyes wide with surprise.
Kate looked up at her, her own eyes gleaming with amusement. "Just giving those little piggies the attention they crave," she said, her tongue flicking out to tickle the sensitive webbing between Sarah's toes.
Sarah's laughter grew into a shriek, her body jolting in the chair as Kate's wet mouth continued to explore her ticklish toes. "HEEEEEEAHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!! Stop! Please, Kate!" she begged, her voice strained with mirth.
"Oh, come on, Sarah," Kate said, her eyes twinkling as she took a playful bite at one of Sarah's toes. "You know you love it."
Sarah's laughter grew more intense, her body convulsing in the chair. The sound was like music to Kate's ears, a symphony of pure joy and torment that she had masterfully composed. Her tongue swirled around each toe, her teeth grazing the tender flesh just enough to send Sarah into a fit of giggles that she couldn't suppress.
Maya looked over at Kate, her eyes glinting with admiration. "You always did have a way with the newbies," she said, her own sadistic glee clear in her voice. She turned her attention back to Chloe, who was now writhing in her chair, her laughter bordering on hysterical. "Looks like you're not the only one enjoying themselves," Maya said to Tina, nodding towards Kate and Sarah.
Tina smirked, her eyes never leaving Heidi's reddened feet. "It's like riding a bike," she quipped, her nails flicking over Heidi's arches. "You never forget how to break someone down with a good tickle."
But the real battle was happening between Maya and Chloe. Chloe had slumped over the arm of the chair, her face buried in the crook of her elbow as she tried to stifle the laughter that had overtaken her. Her body was a series of uncontrolled spasms, her legs kicking wildly. Maya's hairbrush had become a tool of pure evil, the plastic balls rolling over Chloe's soles and toes with a merciless precision that seemed almost inhuman.
"Heeeeahahahahahaha! M-Maya, please!" Chloe managed to gasp out, her voice muffled by her own laughter. "I can't...AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAAA... I can't take it!"
Maya leaned in closer, her smile wicked. "But you're doing so well," she cooed, her red nails teasing the edges of Chloe's soles. "And we're not even halfway through."
The cast mates' eyes darted to the clock on the wall, the digital display blinking a cruel 32:00. Their hearts sank in unison as their laughter grew more desperate. The realization of what lay ahead was sobering, but it only fueled the alumni's determination to push their limits even further.
Amy Poehler took a step back from Ego Nwodim's chair, her chest heaving with the effort of maintaining her composure. "You're doing great, Ego," she said, her voice tight with restrained laughter. "But I think it's time we turned things up a notch."
With that, she pulled out a pair of electric toothbrushes from her bag, the buzzing noise piercing the cacophony of laughter and squeals. She turned them on, the vibrations resonating through the room. Ego's eyes grew wide with terror as Amy approached her with one of the toothbrushes, her gold nails poised to guide it to the most sensitive spot on her size 8 feet.
Amy leaned in, her face a mask of concentration as she studied the contours of Ego's foot. She knew exactly where to place the toothbrush for maximum impact, her aim true and unwavering. With a swift, precise movement, she touched the base of Ego's big toe, and the bristles began their dance of torment. Ego's body jolted, her laughter reaching a fever pitch as the vibrations traveled up her leg, setting her nerve endings alight.
"You're going to have to keep those toes still, Ego," Amy said, her voice a low growl of amusement. "Otherwise, I have to tie them back." She glanced up, her eyes meeting Ego's. The challenge in her gaze was unmistakable, and Ego's laughter grew more erratic as she desperately tried to keep her feet still.
The electric toothbrush was a relentless tormentor, the vibrations making Ego's body quiver in the chair. Her toes curled and uncurled, trying to escape the tickling torture. "Please Amy!!" she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't stay still!"
Amy's grin grew wider as she watched Ego's struggle. She reached into her bag of tricks once more and pulled out a roll of twine. "Looks like we're going to have to make some adjustments," she said, her eyes glinting with mischief. She stepped closer to Ego's chair, her movements deliberate and slow as she began to wrap the twine around each of her toes, securing them back to the wooden stocks.
Ego's eyes grew even wider as she felt the twine tighten around her toes, her breath hitching with anticipation. The buzzing of the electric toothbrush grew louder as Amy leaned in, placing the bristles against the now exposed arch of her foot. The sensation was unbearable, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her body. Her laughter grew more desperate, her eyes watering as she tried to find any shred of control.
"Is this your worst spot, Ego?" Amy asked, her voice a teasing whisper as she began to slowly tickle up Ego's sole with her gold-tipped nails. "Or is there something more... delicate that we're missing?"
With a wicked smile, Amy leaned in closer, placing one of the toothbrushes against the pad of Ego's left big toe, the vibrations causing the flesh to quiver and pulse.
"Where's the sweet spot, Ego?" Amy coaxed, her eyes never leaving Ego's. "You know you want to tell us."
Ego's body was a maelstrom of laughter and writhing. "A-Amy, p-please," she choked out between breaths.
"Come on, Ego," Amy urged, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You know you want to tell me where that sweet spot is." The electric toothbrush hovered just millimeters from Ego's skin, the humming a constant reminder of the impending torment.
Ego's laughter grew more desperate as the toothbrushes grazed the tips of her big toes, the most sensitive part of her feet. She squirmed in the chair, her body a tapestry of shudders and giggles. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Okay, okay," she finally relented, her voice high and thin with laughter. "It's my fucking big toes! Are you happy you sadist!?!"
Amy's grin grew wider, her eyes gleaming with triumph. She placed the toothbrush directly on Ego's left big toe, the vibrations sending her into a frenzy of laughter. "Very good," she said, her voice a mix of praise and mockery. "But let's not forget about the right one." She switched to Ego's right big toe, the vibrations resonating through the chair.
Ego's body arched off the chair, her hands clawing at the armrests, her laughter a mix of pleasure and pain. The alumni watched with rapt attention, their own tickling sessions momentarily forgotten as they focused on the masterful performance before them. The tension in the room grew thicker, the air charged with a mix of excitement and empathetic agony.
Tina Fey stepped back from Heidi's trembling feet, her own nails still glinting with the sweat of victory. She glanced at the timer, the red digits taunting them from above: 21 minutes remaining. "Alright, everyone," she announced, her voice cutting through the cacophony. "Let's take a little break, shall we?" She reached out to hit the pause button on the timer, the room falling silent as the ticking stopped.
The five cast members looked at each other, their faces a mix of relief and trepidation. They had never experienced tickling quite like this before, and they weren't sure if they were ready to continue. "Are we... done?" Heidi panted, her feet still twitching involuntarily in the stocks.
Tina Fey's eyes sparkled with amusement as she surveyed the room. "Oh, no, my dear," she said, her voice like a velvet whip. She glanced at Maya and Amy, who both nodded in agreement, their own smirks telling a story of more mischief to come. "We're just giving you a little breather before the real fun starts," she continued, her smile never wavering.
"But," Maya interrupted, her red nails tapping against the arm of her chair, "you do have a choice." She leaned in closer to Chloe, her voice a seductive purr. "You can either finish the remaining time with the tickling as intense as it's been, or we can make you feel...intense pleasure"
The room was silent for a moment, the anticipation thick enough to cut with a knife. Then, almost in unison, the cast members nodded, their laughter-weary eyes alight with curiosity and hope. "We're in," Heidi gasped, her feet still trembling from Tina's relentless assault.
Cecily Strong took a moment to appreciate her handiwork on Jane Wickline's size 11 feet. The twine had left red marks where it had been, and Jane's legs had gone slack in the chair, her eyes glazed over with the aftermath of uncontrollable mirth. She looked up at the other alumni, her smile one of pure satisfaction. "Very well," she said, as she gracefully rose from her position in front of Jane.
Her eyes fell on the duffle bag in the corner of the room, a knowing glint in her eye. The anticipation grew as she sailed over to it and unzipped the bag with a dramatic flourish. Inside lay five plug-in wand vibrators, each one a sleek, black menace promising a new level of sensory overload. The cast members' eyes grew wide with a mix of excitement and dread as they realized what was coming next.
Cecily handed the instruments of pleasure out to Tina, Maya, Amy, and Kate, keeping one for herself. Each took their vibrator with a sense of foreboding, their grips tightening as they eyed the power button with trepidation. "Now," she began, her voice smooth as silk, "I want you all to remember, this is all in the spirit of the challenge." Each cast member poised to unleash their newfound power upon their unsuspecting victim.
Kate was the first one to unlock her tickle victims stocks and release Sarah Sherman's feet from their captivity. "Pants off Ms. Sherman," she said playfully, her eyes sparkling with devilish delight. Sarah's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she obeyed, her heart racing.
Maya stepped away from the now trembling Chloe, her red nails exchanged for a vibrator that hummed with promise. "You know what to do," she said, her voice low and seductive. Chloe nodded, her breath hitching in anticipation.
The remaining women were unlocked and told the same, their feet released from their confines as the vibrators were revealed. The alumni circled their prey, the vibrators buzzing in a symphony of anticipation. Heidi, her feet still pink from Tina's attentions, looked at the vibrator in her hand with a mix of fear and excitement. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" she asked, her voice shaky.
"Trust us," Tina said, her smile never wavering. "It's all for the art of comedy, darling." With that, she pushed Heidi back into her chair and told her, "Spread 'em," her voice a mix of authority and playfulness. Heidi's cheeks burned as she spread her legs, exposing pussy. Tina's eyes gleamed as she bent down, the vibrator in her hand a weapon of pleasure.
Maya took the lead with Chloe, her vibrator's head moving in a teasing circle around the young comedian's inner thigh, making her squirm and gasp. Her eyes locked on Chloe's as she brought the vibrator closer to her center. Chloe's giggles turned into moans as the vibrations began to work their magic, her body tensing in anticipation of the pleasure to come.
Amy, ever the strategist, took a moment to gauge Ego's reaction to the sight of the vibrator. "Where do you want this?" she asked, her voice filled with mischief. Ego's eyes grew wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She could feel the warmth spreading through her as the vibrator hovered above her clit, the anticipation building to a crescendo. With a wicked smirk, Amy pressed the buzzing wand against her sensitive spot, eliciting a scream of surprise that was quickly swallowed by a moan of pleasure.
Tina took a moment to appreciate the view of Heidi's bare, trembling legs before her. With a flick of her wrist, she brought the vibrator to life, pressing it firmly against the wet folds of Heidi's pussy. Heidi's eyes rolled back in her head, her body arching off the chair as the intense vibrations flooded through her core. "Oh God," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea for more.
Maya's eyes never left Chloe's as she pushed the vibrator closer to her clit. Chloe's breath came in ragged gasps, her legs shaking uncontrollably as the pleasure mounted. She looked like she was about to break, but Maya knew better. She had seen this look before, and it was the calm before the storm. With a wicked grin, Maya cranked the vibrator up to full power, watching as Chloe's entire body convulsed.
Kate approached Sarah with the grace of a panther stalking its prey. She knew exactly what she was doing, her experience shining through in the way she moved the vibrator against Sarah's clit. Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head, her body quivering as Kate's free hand held her down. The intensity was almost too much, but she knew she had to keep going.
Cecily flicked her vibrator on and stared at Jane, who was already panting with anticipation. "Get ready," she said with a smirk, her voice a seductive purr. Jane nodded, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and dread. She knew that once the vibrations started, she wouldn't be able to think straight.
The room was alive with the buzz of the vibrators and the cries of pleasure from the cast members. The walls seemed to pulse with the collective energy as each woman succumbed to the overwhelming sensations. The air grew thick with the scent of arousal, the atmosphere charged with a tension that was both exhilarating and unbearable.
Maya, ever the competitor, wasn't satisfied with just the vibrator's power. She watched Chloe's body tremble with the intensity of the vibrations, but she knew she could push her further. With a quick glance at the clock, she realized they were halfway through the remaining 20 minutes. She wanted to leave an unforgettable mark on this night.
With a sly smile, Maya slipped two of her fingers into Chloe's eager pussy, the wetness making it easy for her to glide in deep. Chloe's eyes shot open in shock, her body jolting as Maya began to make a steady "come here" motion with her digits. The vibrator's buzz was almost drowned out by Chloe's guttural moans, her hips bucking up to meet Maya's hand.
"Oh, yeah" Maya murmured, her own voice thick with arousal. "You like that don't you Chloe."
Chloe's grunts grew louder as Maya's vibrator and fingers worked in tandem, the dual sensations pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel her orgasm building, a storm brewing inside of her that threatened to break free. Her eyes squeezed shut, her body writhing in the chair as the alumni watched with a mix of amazement and hunger.
Tina took her cue from Maya, her own fingers sliding into Heidi's pussy as the vibrator continued its relentless assault. Heidi's light moans morphed into something deeper, more primal as Tina's skilled fingers found her g-spot with unerring precision. Her legs trembled, and she could feel her orgasm rising, a crescendo of pleasure that seemed to echo through the very air around them.
Amy watched Ego's face contort in ecstasy, the vibrator in her hand buzzing away at full power. She leaned in closer, her breath hot on Ego's inner thigh. "You're doing so well," she murmured, her voice a sweet caress. Then, without warning, she slid two fingers inside Ego, the vibrator's movements becoming erratic as she searched for the spot that would make her scream. Ego's eyes flew open, her body bowing off the chair as Amy's fingers curled inside her, pressing and prodding until she found what she was looking for.
The sound of the vibrators grew louder, the room echoing with the symphony of pleasure and pain as the alumni pushed the current cast to their limits. Kate's own breath grew ragged as she watched the effect she had on Sarah. She had always enjoyed tickling, but this... this was a new kind of power. Her fingers danced inside her, feeling every shiver and clench, and she knew she had found the spot that would send Sarah over the edge.
Cecily looked at Jane with a wicked smile, her own vibrator buzzing away at the base of Jane's clit. "Ready for a little twist?" she asked, her voice dripping with anticipation. Jane nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. She had never felt so alive, so exposed, so... alive.
Cecily slid two of her lubricated fingers into Jane's pussy, her eyes never leaving hers as she searched for the spot that would make her scream. The room fell silent for a moment, the only sound the wet squelch of skin and the hum of the vibrator. Then, like a lightning bolt, she found it. Jane's eyes rolled back in her head, her body arching off the chair as Cecily's fingers danced over her g-spot. It was as if someone had flipped a switch, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins.
The intensity grew as the alumni worked together, their movements synchronized like a well-oiled machine. The current cast members were lost in their own worlds, their bodies responding to the unrelenting onslaught of pleasure. Sweat glistened on their skin, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they were pushed to the brink of orgasm.
Heidi was the first to go. With a cry that was half pleasure and half relief, she climaxed, her legs spasming as Tina's fingers stroked her g-spot. The vibrator's buzz grew louder as she came, her body convulsing in the chair. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and with one final giggle, she passed out.
Chloe was next. Maya's skilled ministrations had her teetering on the edge for what felt like an eternity before she finally tipped over. Her body jerked wildly, her orgasm ripping through her like a tornado as Maya's fingers and the vibrator worked in tandem. With a final, desperate moan, she too fainted, her head lolling to the side.
Sarah's moans had turned into desperate gasps as Kate's fingers worked their magic inside her. Her eyes rolled back, and her body tensed, every muscle straining towards the sweet release that was just out of reach. Then, with a scream that was more relief than anything else, she came. Her body spasmed, her pussy clenching around Kate's fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. And just like that, she was gone, unconscious from the sheer intensity of it all.
Ego's laughter had turned into panting as Amy's vibrator and fingers brought her closer and closer to the edge. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her face a mask of pure ecstasy. The vibrator's buzz grew erratic as her orgasm took hold, her body shaking uncontrollably. With one final, breathless moan, she too succumbed to the pleasure, her legs giving out beneath her as she slumped in the chair.
The alumni looked around the room, their eyes gleaming with victory. They had pushed the current cast to their limits and beyond. The air was thick with the scent of arousal and the faint tang of sweat. The room was a tableau of pleasure and exhaustion, each cast member lying in their chair, panting and spent.
The End
The dressing room door swung open, and the current cast members gaped in amazement as Tina Fey, Maya Rudolph, and Amy Poehler waltzed in. The room was now a who's who of SNL history, the air thick with a blend of anticipation and camaraderie. "You didn't think we'd miss this, did you?" Tina exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
The newcomers had indeed come prepared. Each of them had freshly sharpened nails, painted in vibrant colors that matched their distinct personalities. Tina's were a sleek, shiny black that contrasted sharply with her iconic glasses. Maya's were a playful red, and Amy's were a bold, glittering gold. They held their hands up, their nails glinting in the fluorescent light like tiny swords ready for battle.
Tina looked around the room, her gaze settling on Heidi Gardner, who was already squirming in her chair. "You know, I learned this little trick from Janeane Garafolo back in the day," she said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "It's all about the angle and the pressure," she continued, as if revealing a sacred secret. "The right shape of nail can make all the difference."
Maya Rudolph stepped closer, her own nails looking lethal. "Tina's right," she said, her voice low and playful. "You think you know your own feet, but trust me, we're going to find spots you didn't even know were there."
The room grew quieter as the alumni took their places, each standing before the new cast members' feet like a master chef ready to carve their signature dish. The tension was palpable as the five women braced themselves for what was about to come.
Tina Fey approached Heidi's chair with a grace that belied her intentions. She took a seat in front of Heidi's ankle stocks, her eyes assessing the bare size 8.5 feet before her with a glint of amusement. Heidi's soles were already pink from the light tickling Kate and Cecily had administered, and her toes curled inward as she anticipated the onslaught from the SNL legend.
Maya Rudolph took her position in front of Chloe Fineman's chair, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the small size 6 feet. "I've got a surprise for you," Maya whispered with a wink, hinting at the secret she had shared with Kate earlier about Chloe's toe sensitivity. The room held its breath as Maya's nails hovered above Chloe's wriggling toes, poised to strike at a moment's notice.
Amy Poehler claimed her spot before Ego Nwodim, her expression a blend of excitement and concentration. She had been known for her relentless tickling backstage, and the current cast knew they were in for an intense experience. Ego's heart raced as she watched Amy's nails dance around the stocks that held her size 8 feet but never making contact with the sensitive skin.
Cecily Strong took a seat before Jane Wickline's size 11's, her eyes lighting up at the challenge before her. Jane's toes were long and straight, her soles almost all white with some light pink around the heels and ball. With a knowing smile, she began to trace the outline of each toe, her nails leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Jane's eyes squeezed shut and she bit her lip to stifle her giggles, but it was no use. Her body almost immediately convulsed with laughter, her legs kicking as if she were trying to dance without music.
Kate MacKinnon couldn't help but admire the sight of Sarah's small, bare feet. She had always had a soft spot for them, a secret crush that had been growing stronger with each passing year. Her nails hovered just above Sarah's size 7.5's, the anticipation making her heart race. But she knew she had to wait, to build the tension before she could indulge in her desires. With a wink at the camera, she started tickling the base of Sarah's toes, her laughter filling the room almost immediately.
Kate yelled "begin!" As she pressed start on the 60 minute timer and the descending timer appeared before the 5 cast members via a projector above them.
Tina, Maya, and Amy took this as their cue and dove their nails into the awaiting feet of their unsuspecting victims. Heidi squealed as Tina's nails found the tender spot she had warned her about, her laughter bouncing off the walls of the small dressing room. Chloe's toes curled in on themselves as Maya's nails danced across her soles, her giggles turning into full-blown laughter that she couldn't hold back. Ego's eyes squeezed shut as Amy focused on the pads of her toes, her body jolting with every touch.
Sarah's laughter grew more frantic as Kate's nails moved from her toes to the arch of her foot, tracing the delicate lines that crisscrossed the soft flesh. She had always been the one to crack first in the dressing room, and tonight was no exception. Her legs thrashed wildly, her body trying to escape the unrelenting tickle torment.
Ego Nwodim's stoic facade was slowly crumbling. Despite her best efforts to remain still and composed, the intense sensation was overwhelming. She gripped the armrests of the chair so hard her knuckles turned white, her breath hitching with each new wave of tickling. Her toes curled and uncurled, a silent dance to the rhythm of Amy's relentless nails.
"Looks like someone's holding out on us," Amy said, her voice a playful purr. "These toes are begging for some attention." She glanced up at Ego, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Is there a special spot we should know about?"
Ego's eyes remained tightly closed, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. "N-no," she managed to murmur, her voice strained.
"Are you sure?" Amy pressed, her nails now hovering dangerously close to the pad of Ego's big toe. "Because if there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's that everyone has a spot. And trust me, once I find it, there's no going back."
Ego's eyes remained shut, her teeth clenched. "I... I've got nothing."
"Very well," Amy said, her voice deceptively sweet, and she brought her nails down to tickle the pad of Ego's big toe. Ego's body jolted, her laughter involuntary and high-pitched. She had been bluffing, hoping to avoid the inevitable, but now her secret spot was out in the open.
The room was filled with the cacophony of laughter, each cast member reacting differently to their own personal hell. Heidi's feet kicked wildly in their stocks, her legs thrashing in a desperate attempt to escape Tina's relentless tickling. Chloe's toes curled tightly, her legs stiffening as Maya focused on her long toes. Meanwhile, Sarah's body convulsed in the chair, her giggles turning into full-blown laughs as Kate's nails danced over her arches.
"You think you're so tough," Kate teased Sarah, her voice a mix of affection and mischief. "But these little piggies have secrets." Her nails dug into the spaces between Sarah's toes, and the smaller woman's laughter grew more frantic. "Come on, let it out," Kate encouraged, her eyes sparkling with joy at the sight of her friend's tortured delight.
"You can take it, Heidi," Tina said, her voice soothing despite the wickedness of her actions. "Just breathe through it. That's right," she murmured as Heidi's giggles grew more intense. "Remember, it's all in good fun." Heidi nodded, her eyes squeezed shut, but the tension in her body belied her words.
Maya's red nails traced intricate patterns on the pink soles of Chloe's feet, her voice a siren's song of sweet torment. "Oh, you love this," she taunted, her nails moving closer to Chloe's well developed lengthy toes. Chloe's eyes widened, her body stiffening as she tried to brace herself.
"You love all of this attention on your pretty toes, don't you?" Amy taunted Ego, her gold nails dancing around the ball of her foot. "I know all your secrets, Miss Nwodim." Ego's laughter grew louder, her body jerking in the chair as Amy's nails found their mark, sending waves of tickling sensation up her leg. "I can see your big toes already begging for mercy," Amy said with a smirk.
"Is that all you've got, Maya?" Chloe gasped between giggles, her face flushed with laughter. Maya's response was to lean in closer, her red nails poised like the fangs of a serpent ready to strike. "Oh you think you're clever?" she said, her voice a purr.
The anticipation grew as Maya stepped away from Chloe's chair, her eyes scanning the room with a wicked gleam. She reached into her purse and pulled out a large flat hairbrush with plastic ball tipped prongs. "Oh no," Chloe murmured, her laughter turning to a whimper as she recognized the new weapon of choice.
Maya's smile grew wider as she took a firm grip on Chloe's left foot. "Don't worry," she said sweetly, "You won't even be able to think soon." She held Chloe's toes back with one hand, fully exposing the tender arch and the ball of her foot. With the other, she began to scrub the brush firmly along the sensitive skin. Chloe's eyes shot open, her laughter morphing into a high-pitched shriek as the sensation sent shockwaves through her body. The bristles of the brush were a new level of torture, a sensation that was both unbearable and oddly satisfying.
"Oh my Gahahahahad!" Chloe screamed, her eyes watering with laughter. "Plehehehehehease! Not the brush!" But her words fell on deaf ears as Maya continued her assault, the brush moving in circles that grew smaller and smaller until it was almost unbearable.
Tina looked up from Heidi's feet, a twinkle in her eye. "Hmm, I think I see the appeal," she mused, reaching into her own bag. She pulled out a hairbrush with a grin that could only mean trouble. "Let's see what this baby can do," she said.
Heidi's eyes grew wide as she saw the hairbrush in Tina's hand. "Oh no," she gasped, her feet already starting to shake involuntarily in anticipation. "You wouldn't."
Tina's grin grew wider. "Wouldn't I?" she said, her eyes never leaving Heidi's.
Heidi's giggles turned into full-blown laughter as Tina lightly brushed the bristles of the hairbrush over the arch of her slender size 8.5 foot. "Mercy!" she squealed, her body convulsing in the chair. The room was now a symphony of laughter and cries for mercy, each cast member trying to outdo the others in their quest to find the most sensitive spots.
Cecily Strong leaned in closer to Jane Wickline, her nails pausing in their dance over the size 11 feet before her. "You know, I've heard that the bigger the feet, the more ticklish they are." she said with a wink. Jane's cheeks flushed red.
Jane's face grew even redder, her body tightening in the chair. "Cecily, I swear, I'm going to get you for this." Her words were barely coherent through her laughter.
Cecily's smile grew sharper. "Is that a threat, Jane?" she asked, her voice light and playful.
Jane's eyes widened in surprise, realizing her mistake. "No, no, I didn't mean it like that," she said quickly, her laughter subsiding into a nervous giggle. But it was too late; the words had been said, and the alumni were already exchanging knowing glances.
Without missing a beat, Cecily grabbed some soft twine from her purse and began tying each of Jane's long, straight pale toes back to the stocks individually. Jane squirmed, trying to pull away, but her efforts were futile. "Cecily, I'm sorry," she said, her voice laced with genuine panic. "I didn't mean to threaten you."
Cecily just smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She knew exactly what she was doing. Once the toes were secured, she reached for the bottle of massage oil that had been sitting on the counter, the scent of lavender filling the air. She drizzled a generous amount onto her palms, letting the oil warm between them before she began to rub it into the soles of Jane's feet.
Jane's eyes grew wide as she watched the electric toothbrushes emerge from the depths of Cecily's purse. The hum grew louder as the spinning heads whirled to life, and she swallowed hard. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling.
Cecily's smile grew even more devilish as she dipped each brush into the jar of oil. "Oh, just adding a little something extra to the experience," she said, her eyes gleaming.
With the grace of an artist, she placed the bristles of one brush at the base of Jane's big toe and began to tickle it, moving up and down in a rhythm that was as mesmerizing as it was maddening. Jane's body jerked in the chair, her laughter growing louder and more uncontrollable with each stroke. The oil made her skin slippery, the bristles sliding over the sensitive flesh with an ease that only added to the torment.
The laughter grew more intense as the minutes ticked by, the sound bouncing off the walls of the dressing room and echoing down the hallways. The timer on the wall, a stark reminder of the torture to come, read 40:00. The air had the scent of massage oil and the faint smell of sweat as the alumni continued their relentless tickling.
Heidi's feet were now a deep shade of red, her legs quivering with the effort to stay still. Tina's nails danced around the hairbrush, occasionally grazing the sensitive skin of her arches, causing her to giggle uncontrollably. "I can't take it anymore!" she exclaimed, her voice a high-pitched squeal.
Tina leaned back, a knowing smile on her face. "I remember hating my tickle initiation too, Heids," she said, using the affectionate nickname that had stuck from their early days at SNL. "But it's a rite of passage."
Her nails grazed Heidi's toes, each touch sending a jolt through her body. Heidi's eyes grew wide with anticipation, her toes flexing in the air. "Tina, please!" she begged through her laughter. But Tina was in her element, enjoying every second of it.
"Say it," Tina prodded, her voice low and playful. "Tell me you love having those long toes played with."
Heidi's laughter grew even more frantic as she felt the brush approach her ticklish spot again. "I... I can't," she gasped, her eyes watering. "Please! Not the toes!"
Tina's smile grew wider, her eyes never leaving Heidi's. "I'll keep going until you tell me what I want to hear," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and determination. The brush hovered just above Heidi's toes, the anticipation of contact almost unbearable.
"I... I love having my...long toes played with..." Heidi finally gasped, her body jolting with laughter. Tina's eyes lit up with victory, and she placed the brush down gently. "Good girl," she said, patting Heidi's foot before continuing the mind breaking tickle session.
Switching focus, Kate MacKinnon had moved from the arch of Sarah's foot to the tender toes before her. She had always had a strange fascination with the smaller woman's size 7.5's, and now she had the perfect excuse to indulge. With a playful grin, Kate began to suck and lick each toe, her fingernails lightly tickling the sensitive skin between them.
Sarah's laughter grew louder, a mix of shock and delight. "K-Kate!! What are you doing!?!?!?" she gasped, her eyes wide with surprise.
Kate looked up at her, her own eyes gleaming with amusement. "Just giving those little piggies the attention they crave," she said, her tongue flicking out to tickle the sensitive webbing between Sarah's toes.
Sarah's laughter grew into a shriek, her body jolting in the chair as Kate's wet mouth continued to explore her ticklish toes. "HEEEEEEAHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!! Stop! Please, Kate!" she begged, her voice strained with mirth.
"Oh, come on, Sarah," Kate said, her eyes twinkling as she took a playful bite at one of Sarah's toes. "You know you love it."
Sarah's laughter grew more intense, her body convulsing in the chair. The sound was like music to Kate's ears, a symphony of pure joy and torment that she had masterfully composed. Her tongue swirled around each toe, her teeth grazing the tender flesh just enough to send Sarah into a fit of giggles that she couldn't suppress.
Maya looked over at Kate, her eyes glinting with admiration. "You always did have a way with the newbies," she said, her own sadistic glee clear in her voice. She turned her attention back to Chloe, who was now writhing in her chair, her laughter bordering on hysterical. "Looks like you're not the only one enjoying themselves," Maya said to Tina, nodding towards Kate and Sarah.
Tina smirked, her eyes never leaving Heidi's reddened feet. "It's like riding a bike," she quipped, her nails flicking over Heidi's arches. "You never forget how to break someone down with a good tickle."
But the real battle was happening between Maya and Chloe. Chloe had slumped over the arm of the chair, her face buried in the crook of her elbow as she tried to stifle the laughter that had overtaken her. Her body was a series of uncontrolled spasms, her legs kicking wildly. Maya's hairbrush had become a tool of pure evil, the plastic balls rolling over Chloe's soles and toes with a merciless precision that seemed almost inhuman.
"Heeeeahahahahahaha! M-Maya, please!" Chloe managed to gasp out, her voice muffled by her own laughter. "I can't...AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAAA... I can't take it!"
Maya leaned in closer, her smile wicked. "But you're doing so well," she cooed, her red nails teasing the edges of Chloe's soles. "And we're not even halfway through."
The cast mates' eyes darted to the clock on the wall, the digital display blinking a cruel 32:00. Their hearts sank in unison as their laughter grew more desperate. The realization of what lay ahead was sobering, but it only fueled the alumni's determination to push their limits even further.
Amy Poehler took a step back from Ego Nwodim's chair, her chest heaving with the effort of maintaining her composure. "You're doing great, Ego," she said, her voice tight with restrained laughter. "But I think it's time we turned things up a notch."
With that, she pulled out a pair of electric toothbrushes from her bag, the buzzing noise piercing the cacophony of laughter and squeals. She turned them on, the vibrations resonating through the room. Ego's eyes grew wide with terror as Amy approached her with one of the toothbrushes, her gold nails poised to guide it to the most sensitive spot on her size 8 feet.
Amy leaned in, her face a mask of concentration as she studied the contours of Ego's foot. She knew exactly where to place the toothbrush for maximum impact, her aim true and unwavering. With a swift, precise movement, she touched the base of Ego's big toe, and the bristles began their dance of torment. Ego's body jolted, her laughter reaching a fever pitch as the vibrations traveled up her leg, setting her nerve endings alight.
"You're going to have to keep those toes still, Ego," Amy said, her voice a low growl of amusement. "Otherwise, I have to tie them back." She glanced up, her eyes meeting Ego's. The challenge in her gaze was unmistakable, and Ego's laughter grew more erratic as she desperately tried to keep her feet still.
The electric toothbrush was a relentless tormentor, the vibrations making Ego's body quiver in the chair. Her toes curled and uncurled, trying to escape the tickling torture. "Please Amy!!" she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't stay still!"
Amy's grin grew wider as she watched Ego's struggle. She reached into her bag of tricks once more and pulled out a roll of twine. "Looks like we're going to have to make some adjustments," she said, her eyes glinting with mischief. She stepped closer to Ego's chair, her movements deliberate and slow as she began to wrap the twine around each of her toes, securing them back to the wooden stocks.
Ego's eyes grew even wider as she felt the twine tighten around her toes, her breath hitching with anticipation. The buzzing of the electric toothbrush grew louder as Amy leaned in, placing the bristles against the now exposed arch of her foot. The sensation was unbearable, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her body. Her laughter grew more desperate, her eyes watering as she tried to find any shred of control.
"Is this your worst spot, Ego?" Amy asked, her voice a teasing whisper as she began to slowly tickle up Ego's sole with her gold-tipped nails. "Or is there something more... delicate that we're missing?"
With a wicked smile, Amy leaned in closer, placing one of the toothbrushes against the pad of Ego's left big toe, the vibrations causing the flesh to quiver and pulse.
"Where's the sweet spot, Ego?" Amy coaxed, her eyes never leaving Ego's. "You know you want to tell us."
Ego's body was a maelstrom of laughter and writhing. "A-Amy, p-please," she choked out between breaths.
"Come on, Ego," Amy urged, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You know you want to tell me where that sweet spot is." The electric toothbrush hovered just millimeters from Ego's skin, the humming a constant reminder of the impending torment.
Ego's laughter grew more desperate as the toothbrushes grazed the tips of her big toes, the most sensitive part of her feet. She squirmed in the chair, her body a tapestry of shudders and giggles. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Okay, okay," she finally relented, her voice high and thin with laughter. "It's my fucking big toes! Are you happy you sadist!?!"
Amy's grin grew wider, her eyes gleaming with triumph. She placed the toothbrush directly on Ego's left big toe, the vibrations sending her into a frenzy of laughter. "Very good," she said, her voice a mix of praise and mockery. "But let's not forget about the right one." She switched to Ego's right big toe, the vibrations resonating through the chair.
Ego's body arched off the chair, her hands clawing at the armrests, her laughter a mix of pleasure and pain. The alumni watched with rapt attention, their own tickling sessions momentarily forgotten as they focused on the masterful performance before them. The tension in the room grew thicker, the air charged with a mix of excitement and empathetic agony.
Tina Fey stepped back from Heidi's trembling feet, her own nails still glinting with the sweat of victory. She glanced at the timer, the red digits taunting them from above: 21 minutes remaining. "Alright, everyone," she announced, her voice cutting through the cacophony. "Let's take a little break, shall we?" She reached out to hit the pause button on the timer, the room falling silent as the ticking stopped.
The five cast members looked at each other, their faces a mix of relief and trepidation. They had never experienced tickling quite like this before, and they weren't sure if they were ready to continue. "Are we... done?" Heidi panted, her feet still twitching involuntarily in the stocks.
Tina Fey's eyes sparkled with amusement as she surveyed the room. "Oh, no, my dear," she said, her voice like a velvet whip. She glanced at Maya and Amy, who both nodded in agreement, their own smirks telling a story of more mischief to come. "We're just giving you a little breather before the real fun starts," she continued, her smile never wavering.
"But," Maya interrupted, her red nails tapping against the arm of her chair, "you do have a choice." She leaned in closer to Chloe, her voice a seductive purr. "You can either finish the remaining time with the tickling as intense as it's been, or we can make you feel...intense pleasure"
The room was silent for a moment, the anticipation thick enough to cut with a knife. Then, almost in unison, the cast members nodded, their laughter-weary eyes alight with curiosity and hope. "We're in," Heidi gasped, her feet still trembling from Tina's relentless assault.
Cecily Strong took a moment to appreciate her handiwork on Jane Wickline's size 11 feet. The twine had left red marks where it had been, and Jane's legs had gone slack in the chair, her eyes glazed over with the aftermath of uncontrollable mirth. She looked up at the other alumni, her smile one of pure satisfaction. "Very well," she said, as she gracefully rose from her position in front of Jane.
Her eyes fell on the duffle bag in the corner of the room, a knowing glint in her eye. The anticipation grew as she sailed over to it and unzipped the bag with a dramatic flourish. Inside lay five plug-in wand vibrators, each one a sleek, black menace promising a new level of sensory overload. The cast members' eyes grew wide with a mix of excitement and dread as they realized what was coming next.
Cecily handed the instruments of pleasure out to Tina, Maya, Amy, and Kate, keeping one for herself. Each took their vibrator with a sense of foreboding, their grips tightening as they eyed the power button with trepidation. "Now," she began, her voice smooth as silk, "I want you all to remember, this is all in the spirit of the challenge." Each cast member poised to unleash their newfound power upon their unsuspecting victim.
Kate was the first one to unlock her tickle victims stocks and release Sarah Sherman's feet from their captivity. "Pants off Ms. Sherman," she said playfully, her eyes sparkling with devilish delight. Sarah's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she obeyed, her heart racing.
Maya stepped away from the now trembling Chloe, her red nails exchanged for a vibrator that hummed with promise. "You know what to do," she said, her voice low and seductive. Chloe nodded, her breath hitching in anticipation.
The remaining women were unlocked and told the same, their feet released from their confines as the vibrators were revealed. The alumni circled their prey, the vibrators buzzing in a symphony of anticipation. Heidi, her feet still pink from Tina's attentions, looked at the vibrator in her hand with a mix of fear and excitement. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" she asked, her voice shaky.
"Trust us," Tina said, her smile never wavering. "It's all for the art of comedy, darling." With that, she pushed Heidi back into her chair and told her, "Spread 'em," her voice a mix of authority and playfulness. Heidi's cheeks burned as she spread her legs, exposing pussy. Tina's eyes gleamed as she bent down, the vibrator in her hand a weapon of pleasure.
Maya took the lead with Chloe, her vibrator's head moving in a teasing circle around the young comedian's inner thigh, making her squirm and gasp. Her eyes locked on Chloe's as she brought the vibrator closer to her center. Chloe's giggles turned into moans as the vibrations began to work their magic, her body tensing in anticipation of the pleasure to come.
Amy, ever the strategist, took a moment to gauge Ego's reaction to the sight of the vibrator. "Where do you want this?" she asked, her voice filled with mischief. Ego's eyes grew wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She could feel the warmth spreading through her as the vibrator hovered above her clit, the anticipation building to a crescendo. With a wicked smirk, Amy pressed the buzzing wand against her sensitive spot, eliciting a scream of surprise that was quickly swallowed by a moan of pleasure.
Tina took a moment to appreciate the view of Heidi's bare, trembling legs before her. With a flick of her wrist, she brought the vibrator to life, pressing it firmly against the wet folds of Heidi's pussy. Heidi's eyes rolled back in her head, her body arching off the chair as the intense vibrations flooded through her core. "Oh God," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea for more.
Maya's eyes never left Chloe's as she pushed the vibrator closer to her clit. Chloe's breath came in ragged gasps, her legs shaking uncontrollably as the pleasure mounted. She looked like she was about to break, but Maya knew better. She had seen this look before, and it was the calm before the storm. With a wicked grin, Maya cranked the vibrator up to full power, watching as Chloe's entire body convulsed.
Kate approached Sarah with the grace of a panther stalking its prey. She knew exactly what she was doing, her experience shining through in the way she moved the vibrator against Sarah's clit. Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head, her body quivering as Kate's free hand held her down. The intensity was almost too much, but she knew she had to keep going.
Cecily flicked her vibrator on and stared at Jane, who was already panting with anticipation. "Get ready," she said with a smirk, her voice a seductive purr. Jane nodded, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and dread. She knew that once the vibrations started, she wouldn't be able to think straight.
The room was alive with the buzz of the vibrators and the cries of pleasure from the cast members. The walls seemed to pulse with the collective energy as each woman succumbed to the overwhelming sensations. The air grew thick with the scent of arousal, the atmosphere charged with a tension that was both exhilarating and unbearable.
Maya, ever the competitor, wasn't satisfied with just the vibrator's power. She watched Chloe's body tremble with the intensity of the vibrations, but she knew she could push her further. With a quick glance at the clock, she realized they were halfway through the remaining 20 minutes. She wanted to leave an unforgettable mark on this night.
With a sly smile, Maya slipped two of her fingers into Chloe's eager pussy, the wetness making it easy for her to glide in deep. Chloe's eyes shot open in shock, her body jolting as Maya began to make a steady "come here" motion with her digits. The vibrator's buzz was almost drowned out by Chloe's guttural moans, her hips bucking up to meet Maya's hand.
"Oh, yeah" Maya murmured, her own voice thick with arousal. "You like that don't you Chloe."
Chloe's grunts grew louder as Maya's vibrator and fingers worked in tandem, the dual sensations pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel her orgasm building, a storm brewing inside of her that threatened to break free. Her eyes squeezed shut, her body writhing in the chair as the alumni watched with a mix of amazement and hunger.
Tina took her cue from Maya, her own fingers sliding into Heidi's pussy as the vibrator continued its relentless assault. Heidi's light moans morphed into something deeper, more primal as Tina's skilled fingers found her g-spot with unerring precision. Her legs trembled, and she could feel her orgasm rising, a crescendo of pleasure that seemed to echo through the very air around them.
Amy watched Ego's face contort in ecstasy, the vibrator in her hand buzzing away at full power. She leaned in closer, her breath hot on Ego's inner thigh. "You're doing so well," she murmured, her voice a sweet caress. Then, without warning, she slid two fingers inside Ego, the vibrator's movements becoming erratic as she searched for the spot that would make her scream. Ego's eyes flew open, her body bowing off the chair as Amy's fingers curled inside her, pressing and prodding until she found what she was looking for.
The sound of the vibrators grew louder, the room echoing with the symphony of pleasure and pain as the alumni pushed the current cast to their limits. Kate's own breath grew ragged as she watched the effect she had on Sarah. She had always enjoyed tickling, but this... this was a new kind of power. Her fingers danced inside her, feeling every shiver and clench, and she knew she had found the spot that would send Sarah over the edge.
Cecily looked at Jane with a wicked smile, her own vibrator buzzing away at the base of Jane's clit. "Ready for a little twist?" she asked, her voice dripping with anticipation. Jane nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. She had never felt so alive, so exposed, so... alive.
Cecily slid two of her lubricated fingers into Jane's pussy, her eyes never leaving hers as she searched for the spot that would make her scream. The room fell silent for a moment, the only sound the wet squelch of skin and the hum of the vibrator. Then, like a lightning bolt, she found it. Jane's eyes rolled back in her head, her body arching off the chair as Cecily's fingers danced over her g-spot. It was as if someone had flipped a switch, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins.
The intensity grew as the alumni worked together, their movements synchronized like a well-oiled machine. The current cast members were lost in their own worlds, their bodies responding to the unrelenting onslaught of pleasure. Sweat glistened on their skin, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they were pushed to the brink of orgasm.
Heidi was the first to go. With a cry that was half pleasure and half relief, she climaxed, her legs spasming as Tina's fingers stroked her g-spot. The vibrator's buzz grew louder as she came, her body convulsing in the chair. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and with one final giggle, she passed out.
Chloe was next. Maya's skilled ministrations had her teetering on the edge for what felt like an eternity before she finally tipped over. Her body jerked wildly, her orgasm ripping through her like a tornado as Maya's fingers and the vibrator worked in tandem. With a final, desperate moan, she too fainted, her head lolling to the side.
Sarah's moans had turned into desperate gasps as Kate's fingers worked their magic inside her. Her eyes rolled back, and her body tensed, every muscle straining towards the sweet release that was just out of reach. Then, with a scream that was more relief than anything else, she came. Her body spasmed, her pussy clenching around Kate's fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. And just like that, she was gone, unconscious from the sheer intensity of it all.
Ego's laughter had turned into panting as Amy's vibrator and fingers brought her closer and closer to the edge. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her face a mask of pure ecstasy. The vibrator's buzz grew erratic as her orgasm took hold, her body shaking uncontrollably. With one final, breathless moan, she too succumbed to the pleasure, her legs giving out beneath her as she slumped in the chair.
The alumni looked around the room, their eyes gleaming with victory. They had pushed the current cast to their limits and beyond. The air was thick with the scent of arousal and the faint tang of sweat. The room was a tableau of pleasure and exhaustion, each cast member lying in their chair, panting and spent.
The End
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