Chris31
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The contract
(f/f, non-con)
Connie, a shapely young blonde, carefully read over the contents of the contract. She raised an eyebrow as she glanced over at her friend Tanya. Tanya just stared back with a poker-face.
Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. Actor Contract
--Once the cameras are rolling, this contract cannot be terminated under any circumstances--
I ________________________ hereby acknowledge this contract for Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. as a legally binding transaction.
I ________________________ hereby agree that I am in good physical health and capable of handling/lifting 250lbs of weight, capable of handling high physical stress, and capable of maintaining physical stamina. I have no heart conditions nor am I epileptic or susceptible to seizures. I have no other health risks or any reasons why I should not participate in studio activities.
I _______________________ hereby consent to remain restrained for the full allotted Time-Package; Packages 1-5 are available and details will be provided below. Once the clock starts, the restraints will only be lifted in the case of a medical emergency. At no point will my friends or family interfere with Kusuguri Custom Studio LLC. staff or procedures.
My package is _________. I consent to be restrained and will remain restrained in compliance with this specific Time-Package. Once the clock starts, the restraints will only be lifted in the case of a medical emergency. At no point will my friends or family interfere with Kusuguri Custom Studio LLC. staff or procedures.
I _______________________ hereby consent to follow all rules in compliance with Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. including being kind and courteous to all participants including staff; that appropriate punishment will be applied according to Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. Handbook should any violations occur.
Time-Packages
package 1 5 min $ 20.00
package 2 10 min $ 50.00
package 3 20 min $ 75.00
package 4 30 min $ 100.00
package 5 3 hours $ 300.00
Connie cracked a sly grin as she signed her name on the application. She shot another smile at Tanya who stared back with a straight face.
“Easy money, girl! Three hundred bucks!”
Tanya just looked at the ground with no expression. She had already read the contract. It made her nervous. The short dark-skinned girl pulled her elbows in at the thought of the video content. This was not her cup of tea.
“Oh come on, you have to sign up with me!” Connie gave Tanya a playful poke in the ribs that sent the poor girl into shock. She jumped back with a look of horror on her face.
“NO!” she shouted by accident before calming her voice, “No. No way. No way in hell…”
“Aw, what’s the matter? Little baby scared?” Connie shot back with an evil grin.
“Actually, yes. My sisters used to tickle me for hours… it was like torture! There’s no way I’m signing that contract. And if you’re smart you won’t either.”
“I can’t believe what I’m hearing right now!” Connie put her hands on her hips, “Are you seriously going to pass this up? Three hundred dollars?!”
“For three hours of tickling? No thanks!”
“You’re such a pussy!”
“Yeap. A pussy who knows when to back down.”
“Ugh, fine! Be a pussy. I’m gonna get paid.” She filled in “Package 5” and signed her name on the last line before handing it in through the window. The lady behind the window took the paper and glanced at it before looking back up with an annoyed expression.
“Okay so because you chose Time-Package 5, you have to sign one more document. Just one moment…” she reached into a drawer and thumbed through some paperwork before pulling the proper form. “Okay, here.”
“Another contract? Geeze!” Connie huffed as she snatched the paper from the receptionist. Her eyes darted from side to side as she read its contents.
Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. Actor Contract for Time-Package 5
I ________________________ hereby agree that I have chosen Time-Package 5. I understand that this consists of being restrained for a total of three (3) hours. Once the clock starts, the restraints will only be lifted in the case of a medical emergency. At no point will my friends or family interfere with Kusuguri Custom Studio LLC. staff or procedures.
I _______________________ hereby agree that any medical emergency is not the fault of Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC.
I _______________________ hereby agree that any medical emergency is not the fault of Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. staff or outside-participants.
I _____________________ hereby agree to and understand everything I have read so far. I am of sound mind and fully consent to the rules and requirements of Time-Package 5.
The bubbly blonde carelessly signed away without really reading anything. I hereby bla bla bla… It’s just the same nonsense over and over; let’s just get this on with so I can get my money!
“Here ya go,” Connie chirped as she handed the signed form through the window. The lady took the paper, glanced it over, and then looked up at Connie over her reading-glasses.
“Okay, honey. This is your last chance before I submit this. Do you understand what this is?”
“Yea, easy money,” Connie laughed.
The receptionist just frowned. “This is a professional studio where the staff take their jobs very seriously. If you think your roll in this is going to be easy you are mistaken.”
Connie just sighed and rolled her eyes, “skip it, lady. It’s just fetish porn. It’s not special. All I have to do is pretend to giggle for a while…” she said as she giggled a little as a practice run. She glanced back at Tanya who was standing there with her arms folded and a frown on her face.
“I still think this is a dumb idea,” she said raising an eyebrow.
“Pussy,” Connie shot back.
“Ma’am,” the receptionist interrupted, “I’m only going to give you one more chance. Once those cameras start rolling, they don’t stop. That’s literally our motto.”
“Would you just do your damn job so I can get paid!” Connie shot back. The receptionist just smiled as she slowly slipped the paperwork into a folder. She reached down to her keyboard and typed a few things in before looking up with a grin. “You’re all set, Connie. We’ve got you booked for Time-Package 5 with Raven in room 307. Raven is one of our most experienced employees, she’ll take good care of you.”
“Haha, is that supposed to make me nervous?” Connie turned to Tanya, “They’re gonna stick their best tickler on me! Oooh no I’m soooo scared!” she mocked as she laughed. The receptionist just tried her best to save face as she smiled sheepishly. “If you’ll just follow me this way…”
“Tanya, you gonna wait for me?”
“There’s a salon around the corner. I’m gonna go get a pedicure. I’ll be back in three hours to pick your sorry ass up,” Tanya answered.
“Just don’t forget about me, pussy!”
Connie followed the receptionist back to room 307. Inside, the room was very warm and inviting. It had the aesthetic of a luxury suite except for the scary looking leather table in the middle surrounded by cameras. The table had straps all over it; straps at the ankles, knees, thighs, waist, chest, elbows, wrists, neck, and head. The blonde stopped short when she spotted it.
“Oh, uh- am I gonna be strapped to that?” There was a touch of hesitation in her voice, “I didn’t realize your bondage was so intricate…”
“Oh that’s just the table; we have one in every room. It’s very sturdy. Don’t worry, you won’t be able to move an inch,” the receptionist smirked as looked back at the pretty blonde, “what’s the matter? You scared?”
“Scared? I…” Connie took a second and shook it off, “psh, whatever. So I have to sit still for a few hours. For three hundred bucks, the lack of exercise is worth it.”
“Well alright then, Connie. I’ll leave you to undress and Raven will be in shortly to get you all strapped in.”
“Undress?”
“Well, yes. You said it yourself, these are just fetish videos. It’s all part of the genre. Is it a problem?” the receptionist held back an evil smirk.
“Heh, nah! Let’s show those tickle-weirdos some tits!”
“That’s the spirit. Now I’ll leave you to it.”
The receptionist left and Connie slowly removed her clothes. The room seemed warmed when they first entered but with each garment shed, the air gained more of a slight chill. Finally she stood naked at the mirror and folded her clothes gently before placing them on a chair. She wandered over to the leather table to have a seat, but instead found herself infatuated by the design. She ran her fingers along one of the straps as she looked it over from top to bottom; she couldn’t imagine being so unable to move. “Eh, it can’t be that bad. I just have to last a few hours.”
Just then the door opened and in stepped a young lady with long raven-black hair. She approached with a smile, “Hello, there! You must be Connie!” she quipped as she held out her hand. Connie just stared back with an angsty expression as she ignored the handshake. The lady withdrew her hand as she grinned slightly, “I’m Raven, I’ll be your Kusuguri Hostess today! I know you’ve already signed a lot of paperwork, but I just have to go over a few things verbally and then we can get this show on the road! First thing; do you have any heart conditions or medical issues that might hinder your ability to perform?”
“No,” Connie shot back dryly as she rolled her eyes.
“Okay, second thing; do you have any phobias or fears of being restrained?”
“Um,” Connie cracked a smirk, “I wouldn’t be here…”
“I know, I know,” Raven cooed, “but I have to ask. You understand.” She continued, “lastly; do you consent to being restrained and tickled in our studio for the next three hours?”
“Yes,” said Connie as she shuffled around in her seat impatiently.
“Good! Alright then, lay down on the table and I’ll start getting you all strapped in!”
Connie laid back on the soft leather and stretched her arms and legs out to match the frame of the table. As Raven tightened the straps, she tried to make small-talk, “so where are you from, Connie?”
“From a place where people don’t like small-talk,” scoffed the blonde as she shot Raven a look. “Let’s just get this on with! I’m not even on the clock yet!”
“Alright, alright, Connie. My apologies,” Raven continued her work tightening the straps as quickly as she could. But as the silence weighed in, after a few seconds, Raven spoke again, “So Connie, are you ticklish?”
“Really?” she shot the lady a cold glare.
“Well sometimes we get girls who are too ticklish…”
“I’m actually not. But its okay, I can act.”
“Oh, I’m sure I’ll get some true reactions out of you…”
Connie just glared at the lady with a straight face. “Try all you want. I’m not ticklish.”
“Oh I’ll have you begging after five minutes…” Raven began to laugh, which only made Connie turn beat-red.
“There’s no way I’m begging you for shit. Keep dreaming, queen of darkness.”
“Keep it up, goldilocks. I might not take it easy on you…”
The two girls glared at each other for a moment before Raven pulled the last of the straps tight. Then she walked over to a computer that seemed to control the cameras. She hit a button and the cameras came to life and started to position themselves strategically around Connie’s long naked body. The lights in the room went out momentarily while three or four spot-lights buzzed on illuminating the goosebumps on the girl’s smooth skin.
“Okay we go live in… five… four… three… “
Suddenly one big giant spot-light cast down as the cameras all lit up with little red dots. Raven walked mischievously into Connie’s view with an evil grin plastered on her face. Her slow saunter was sexy yet intimidating and Connie suddenly felt a tinge of fear. “Wait. What if I’m ticklish?”
“So, Goldilocks here talks a big game,” she said slyly as she addressed one of the cameras. “She thinks this is all acting and says I can’t make her beg…” She looked down at her little blonde victim with a big smile. Connie, however, was not smiling. She was blushing so hard she could feel her whole body heating up.
“But little miss Connie didn’t do her homework. She’s never seen one of my videos and doesn’t know who I am. Which is why this is going to be so much fun…”
Raven grabbed Connie’s hips and squeezed, pressing her thumbs into them and pinching hard. Connie was not ready.
She had expected a little irritation, maybe some itching; but the electric pulse of spastic insanity that jolted through her hips made her whole body clench up as a look of pure shock came over her face.
“OH SHIT!” she screamed as her muscles began to contract and bulge.
“Hehe, oh shit? What’s the matter? Ticklish?” Raven teased as she gripped those hips in just the right places.
Connie struggled hard. At first she was quiet as her body yanked and twitched. Then she started to make cute little growling noises in between cursing.
“Shit! ….I can’t… Ugh!! FUCK! Just… Oh my god… Fuckin’ shit!” She closed her eyes tight and gritted her teeth.
“Hehe, coochie coo…” Raven moved up to her ribs and Connie suddenly let out a loud yelp. She would have jumped off of that table if she could. Those fingers in her ribs were driving her absolutely wild. She started thrashing her head back and forth. Raven just smiled calmly as she looked at the camera. She gave a little wink before she briefly stopped her tickling assault. She let up just long enough for Connie to relax and let her guard down before Raven plunged her fingers deep into the blonde’s armpits. Connie just about lost her mind.
Finally, the tickling touched a funny-bone deep down inside that made Connie’s soul shatter. She let out a primal howl before erupting into hysterical laughter.
“AAAAHHHHHHH!! FUUUUUUUUUCK!! OKAAAAY, OKAAAAY!! GET OUTA THERE GET OUTA THERE OH MY GOD!!!”
“Hehe, aww! Get out of there? Did I find a tickle spot?” Raven giggled sweetly as she scribbled away in the blonde’s poor exposed armpits.
“OKAAAY!! OKAAAY!! BREEAAKK!! BRREEEAAAKK!!”
“Hah!” Raven addressed the camera, “she thinks she gets a break! Oh Goldilocks, you’re in so much trouble…” she laughed as she kept her hands in those pits, tickling and tickling away. Connie just stared up at her tormentor in horror.
“Wow, Goldilocks! You really are good at acting!” Raven teased, “for someone who’s not ticklish, you sure put on a good show…”
Connie immediately crumpled her face into a scowl as she managed to shout, “you don’t make it easy, you fake ass tickler!”
Raven just smirked and looked at the cameras again, “should I do it? Should I go for the sweet spot?” She looked back down at her struggling victim with an evil expression before digging her fingers into the blonde’s inner-thighs. She grabbed that area right next to the groin and wiggled her fingers up into those comfy little pockets before pinching tight causing Connie to completely lose control. She let out a high-pitched long-winded squeal that turned into a shriek as she pulled hard at her restraints. Her eyes almost bulged out of her head as she tried to lunge forward to no avail.
“STOOOOOOOPPPPPP GET THE FUCK OFF GET THE FUCK OFF!!!”
“Hehe! Oh there’s the spot. Still acting, Goldilocks?”
Connie had her eyes shut tight as she flailed her head from side to side. She couldn’t think straight anymore. Suddenly her pride didn’t seem so important. The only thing that mattered was making this feeling end.
“PLLLEEEEAAASSSEE STOOOOOOPPP!!” she screamed as she struggled to catch her breath.
“Awww, you want me stop? Are you begging me?” Raven teased as she laughed at the cameras. “She told me she wouldn’t beg! Look at her!” She looked back down at her poor helpless victim, “are you begging me, Connie?”
“YES!! I’M BEGGING YOU!!!”
“Aw, that’s sweet. Too bad it’s not gonna help you…” Raven was relentless, not letting up for even a split-second. She kept consistently tickling that same spot driving Connie into an animalistic frenzy. “Hehe, no, I’m not gonna stop. This is your punishment. Now beg.”
“PLEEEEAAASE!! PLEEEEAASE!! RAAAVEN!!!” Connie tried to make eye-contact. She was starting to worry. This was way more intense then she thought it would be.
“Oooh, yes… Goldilocks, baby… same my name…”
“RAAAVEN!!! SERIOUSLY FUUCKIN STOOOP!!”
“Mmm, no seriously, keep saying my name. It’s fuckin’ hot!” Raven swiveled her fingers around in that sweet spot, digging deeper into those ticklish muscles causing Connie to go into silent laughter. She came back with a giant gasp as she screamed, “STOOOOP!! I CAAAN’T BREEEATHE!”
“Oh, you’re breathing just fine, you big baby!”
“NOOO I’M…” Connie struggled to force out words between gasps for breath, “I’M GONNA PASS OUT!!”
“Heh, wow. Five minutes in and you’re already gonna pass out? You’re really out of shape, huh?” Raven teased.
“WHAT?!” Connie almost threw up. Did she say they were only five minutes in?
“Hehe, awww! You didn’t know? Oh we just got started, baby!” Raven began alternating between the girl’s inner-thighs and her sides, pinching that area just below the ribcage. This sent Connie back into silent laughter as she desperately gasped for air.
Raven started to sing, “tiiiickle, tiiiickle, tiiickle, tiiickle… aww, is that too much for you? Is it too much for little Connie? Poor thing… I told you I’d have you begging in five minutes!”
“RAAAAAVVVEEEEENNNN!!!!” All Connie could do was scream and panic.
“Nope. You were a total bitch to me. You had every chance to be nice and you just had to be a bitch. So now you’re getting punished!” The cruel girl dug in deep as Connie gasped and choked and laughed and squirmed. This was insane! This was pure torture!
Just then the door opened and about six women walked in, all chatting and bantering amongst themselves. One of them looked up and commented on the situation, “Oh geeze, she’s a mess! Is she the Package 5?” Another one commented, “yeap, she’s the Package 5. Heard she was mean as shit to the receptionist.”
Raven interjected, “Oh, Goldilocks here has been just as rude as she can be! Isn’t that right?” Connie just gasped in a silent scream before sliding back into unintelligible begging and laughter.
“Well in that case,” one of the girls, a tall blonde, cracked an evil smirk, “the handbook says we’re allowed to punish bad behavior…” All six of the girls began to giggle as they crept towards their new play toy.
“NOOOOOOO!!” Connie shouted as she shook her head violently, “NOO MORE!! NOO MORE!!”
“Aww, you scared? News flash, Goldilocks, I’m not their best tickler…” Raven smirked as she nodded at the tall blonde girl who was positioning herself by Connie’s bare exposed feet. “Alana, here, holds that title.”
Alana had long finished nails that she had sharpened into little points specifically for tickling. She knelt down calmly by her poor victim’s feet, admiring her soft velvety skin. Then, she carefully scratched one nail down the poor girl’s foot just to gauge her reaction. Connie’s voice went up two octaves and her volume shot through the roof. Her whole body jerked and twisted to no avail as her begging became pathetic.
“WWHAAT THE FUUUUCKKK!! NOT THE FEEEET!!!”
“Oh yea. Her feet are definitely a weak point. I’ll concentrate there…”
As Alana dug into her victim’s poor feet, Connie just about fainted. She didn’t think it could get any worse until those nails touched her soft blushing little pads and then began scratching into her arches. She let out a long primal shriek before screaming something completely unintelligible. She twisted her face and squirmed as much as her restraints would allow. Her poor arms were pulling so hard and her leg muscles hurt from straining. The poor girl gasped for air as a long string of drool slowly dripped from her bottom lip. The other girls ignored her disparity and laughed as they positioned themselves around her; the tickling was about to come from literally every angle. One of the girls started poking her armpits which set in motion a full on tickle-attack by all seven Hostesses. Armpits, thighs, sides, ribcage, neck, feet… every single nerve in Connie’s body was screaming for release. She went completely eerie-silent for an alarming amount of time before finally catching her breath with a big sob.
“PLEEEEEEEEEAAAASSSE STOOOOOOOOPPP!!!” She cried as tears began to run her mascara down her rosy little cheeks.
“Aw, hehe look! We made her cry!” one of the girls shouted as she scribbled her fingers into the poor blonde’s underarms.
“Hah! Poor thing is frantic!” another girl answered as she wiggled her thumbs into her ribs.
“GET OFF MY FEET! GET OFF MY FEET! GET OFF MY FEET!”
“Oh, the feet?” Raven shot Alana a look, “use the brush…”
Alana grinned evilly as she nodded and pulled out her brush. She pressed the stiff little bristles into Connie’s foot and began to scrub up and down with tremendous pressure. This literally felt like fire on Connie’s soles. She went ballistic as a burst of tears flowed down her cheeks and her bladder involuntarily released. She didn’t even know she had to pee. Her body was just trying every defense mechanism it had to ward off the onslaught of relentless tickles.
“OUCH!! OU OU OU OU!”
“Oh come on, you little wimp. This doesn’t hurt!” Raven turned to the camera, “does it look like we’re hurting her? This is the same girl who told me she wouldn’t beg…” Just then one of the girls noticed Connie’s wet-spot.
“Eww! She peed! Gross!”
“Haha! Oh we’re really gonna tickle the shit out of you now!”
“Aww punish the peer! Punish the peer!”
The girls were now in a tickle-frenzy with each one feeding off the other; playfully joking and bantering while they casually tortured poor Connie. The shapely blonde just sobbed and shook her head back and forth. She had completely lost control of her own body. Every action was now being dictated by her furious nerve-endings as they screamed, desperate for release. She was just a tickle-ball of broken laughter and tears and drool. And piss.
Just then Tanya walked through the door escorted by the receptionist. She looked surprised and a bit worried.
“Oh shit. She looks awful!” she exclaimed as she laid eyes on her friend. “There’s no way to make them stop?”
“I’m afraid not. Once the cameras start rolling they don’t stop…” answered the receptionist with a bit of a smirk, “it’s literally our motto.”
“Oh well,” Tanya walked over to where Connie lay struggling and sobbing, stretched out on the leather table, “sucks, doesn’t it?”
Connie just screamed, “TAANNYYYAA!! HEEELLPPP!!!”
“I can’t. It’s in the contract that I can’t intervene. Looks like I’m gonna have to leave you here to finish off the next two and a half hours…”
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
“Aw, suck it up, pussy. Easy money, right?” Tanya laughed and joined the receptionist as they exited the room. The cameras stayed rolling and Connie was forced to endure the absolute worst tickling experience of her entire life. She peed two more times and cried through the whole thing, pathetically begging and screaming as multiple members of the staff took turns tickling the living shit out of her. There were no breaks. The assault was relentless and constant and poor little Connie suffered hard throughout the entire ordeal.
By the time the red-lights on the cameras went out, Connie had stopped responding. The poor girl had basically fainted yet the Hostesses kept tickling her lifeless body until the very last second. The lights came back to normal as the girls untied their unconscious victim.
Connie awoke alone in a sheer panic. It took her a good while to calm herself down and convince herself that it was over. She gathered her clothes from the chair and started to re-dress. Her hands were still shaking as she pulled her shirt over her head. She breathed heavily and tried to steady herself. The poor girl couldn’t leave the building fast enough. She waited outside for her friend to come pick her up as she chain-smoked cigarettes.
Tanya rolled up to the curb where Connie sat, hands shaking as she took a long drag.
“Hey there pussy. How ya doin?”
“Shut up.”
“Easy money, right?”
“Shut up.”
“Get in, idiot. Next time listen to me.”
Connie didn’t say a word. She silently got in the car and the two friends drove off away from Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC.
(f/f, non-con)
Connie, a shapely young blonde, carefully read over the contents of the contract. She raised an eyebrow as she glanced over at her friend Tanya. Tanya just stared back with a poker-face.
Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. Actor Contract
--Once the cameras are rolling, this contract cannot be terminated under any circumstances--
I ________________________ hereby acknowledge this contract for Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. as a legally binding transaction.
I ________________________ hereby agree that I am in good physical health and capable of handling/lifting 250lbs of weight, capable of handling high physical stress, and capable of maintaining physical stamina. I have no heart conditions nor am I epileptic or susceptible to seizures. I have no other health risks or any reasons why I should not participate in studio activities.
I _______________________ hereby consent to remain restrained for the full allotted Time-Package; Packages 1-5 are available and details will be provided below. Once the clock starts, the restraints will only be lifted in the case of a medical emergency. At no point will my friends or family interfere with Kusuguri Custom Studio LLC. staff or procedures.
My package is _________. I consent to be restrained and will remain restrained in compliance with this specific Time-Package. Once the clock starts, the restraints will only be lifted in the case of a medical emergency. At no point will my friends or family interfere with Kusuguri Custom Studio LLC. staff or procedures.
I _______________________ hereby consent to follow all rules in compliance with Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. including being kind and courteous to all participants including staff; that appropriate punishment will be applied according to Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. Handbook should any violations occur.
Time-Packages
package 1 5 min $ 20.00
package 2 10 min $ 50.00
package 3 20 min $ 75.00
package 4 30 min $ 100.00
package 5 3 hours $ 300.00
Connie cracked a sly grin as she signed her name on the application. She shot another smile at Tanya who stared back with a straight face.
“Easy money, girl! Three hundred bucks!”
Tanya just looked at the ground with no expression. She had already read the contract. It made her nervous. The short dark-skinned girl pulled her elbows in at the thought of the video content. This was not her cup of tea.
“Oh come on, you have to sign up with me!” Connie gave Tanya a playful poke in the ribs that sent the poor girl into shock. She jumped back with a look of horror on her face.
“NO!” she shouted by accident before calming her voice, “No. No way. No way in hell…”
“Aw, what’s the matter? Little baby scared?” Connie shot back with an evil grin.
“Actually, yes. My sisters used to tickle me for hours… it was like torture! There’s no way I’m signing that contract. And if you’re smart you won’t either.”
“I can’t believe what I’m hearing right now!” Connie put her hands on her hips, “Are you seriously going to pass this up? Three hundred dollars?!”
“For three hours of tickling? No thanks!”
“You’re such a pussy!”
“Yeap. A pussy who knows when to back down.”
“Ugh, fine! Be a pussy. I’m gonna get paid.” She filled in “Package 5” and signed her name on the last line before handing it in through the window. The lady behind the window took the paper and glanced at it before looking back up with an annoyed expression.
“Okay so because you chose Time-Package 5, you have to sign one more document. Just one moment…” she reached into a drawer and thumbed through some paperwork before pulling the proper form. “Okay, here.”
“Another contract? Geeze!” Connie huffed as she snatched the paper from the receptionist. Her eyes darted from side to side as she read its contents.
Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. Actor Contract for Time-Package 5
I ________________________ hereby agree that I have chosen Time-Package 5. I understand that this consists of being restrained for a total of three (3) hours. Once the clock starts, the restraints will only be lifted in the case of a medical emergency. At no point will my friends or family interfere with Kusuguri Custom Studio LLC. staff or procedures.
I _______________________ hereby agree that any medical emergency is not the fault of Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC.
I _______________________ hereby agree that any medical emergency is not the fault of Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC. staff or outside-participants.
I _____________________ hereby agree to and understand everything I have read so far. I am of sound mind and fully consent to the rules and requirements of Time-Package 5.
The bubbly blonde carelessly signed away without really reading anything. I hereby bla bla bla… It’s just the same nonsense over and over; let’s just get this on with so I can get my money!
“Here ya go,” Connie chirped as she handed the signed form through the window. The lady took the paper, glanced it over, and then looked up at Connie over her reading-glasses.
“Okay, honey. This is your last chance before I submit this. Do you understand what this is?”
“Yea, easy money,” Connie laughed.
The receptionist just frowned. “This is a professional studio where the staff take their jobs very seriously. If you think your roll in this is going to be easy you are mistaken.”
Connie just sighed and rolled her eyes, “skip it, lady. It’s just fetish porn. It’s not special. All I have to do is pretend to giggle for a while…” she said as she giggled a little as a practice run. She glanced back at Tanya who was standing there with her arms folded and a frown on her face.
“I still think this is a dumb idea,” she said raising an eyebrow.
“Pussy,” Connie shot back.
“Ma’am,” the receptionist interrupted, “I’m only going to give you one more chance. Once those cameras start rolling, they don’t stop. That’s literally our motto.”
“Would you just do your damn job so I can get paid!” Connie shot back. The receptionist just smiled as she slowly slipped the paperwork into a folder. She reached down to her keyboard and typed a few things in before looking up with a grin. “You’re all set, Connie. We’ve got you booked for Time-Package 5 with Raven in room 307. Raven is one of our most experienced employees, she’ll take good care of you.”
“Haha, is that supposed to make me nervous?” Connie turned to Tanya, “They’re gonna stick their best tickler on me! Oooh no I’m soooo scared!” she mocked as she laughed. The receptionist just tried her best to save face as she smiled sheepishly. “If you’ll just follow me this way…”
“Tanya, you gonna wait for me?”
“There’s a salon around the corner. I’m gonna go get a pedicure. I’ll be back in three hours to pick your sorry ass up,” Tanya answered.
“Just don’t forget about me, pussy!”
Connie followed the receptionist back to room 307. Inside, the room was very warm and inviting. It had the aesthetic of a luxury suite except for the scary looking leather table in the middle surrounded by cameras. The table had straps all over it; straps at the ankles, knees, thighs, waist, chest, elbows, wrists, neck, and head. The blonde stopped short when she spotted it.
“Oh, uh- am I gonna be strapped to that?” There was a touch of hesitation in her voice, “I didn’t realize your bondage was so intricate…”
“Oh that’s just the table; we have one in every room. It’s very sturdy. Don’t worry, you won’t be able to move an inch,” the receptionist smirked as looked back at the pretty blonde, “what’s the matter? You scared?”
“Scared? I…” Connie took a second and shook it off, “psh, whatever. So I have to sit still for a few hours. For three hundred bucks, the lack of exercise is worth it.”
“Well alright then, Connie. I’ll leave you to undress and Raven will be in shortly to get you all strapped in.”
“Undress?”
“Well, yes. You said it yourself, these are just fetish videos. It’s all part of the genre. Is it a problem?” the receptionist held back an evil smirk.
“Heh, nah! Let’s show those tickle-weirdos some tits!”
“That’s the spirit. Now I’ll leave you to it.”
The receptionist left and Connie slowly removed her clothes. The room seemed warmed when they first entered but with each garment shed, the air gained more of a slight chill. Finally she stood naked at the mirror and folded her clothes gently before placing them on a chair. She wandered over to the leather table to have a seat, but instead found herself infatuated by the design. She ran her fingers along one of the straps as she looked it over from top to bottom; she couldn’t imagine being so unable to move. “Eh, it can’t be that bad. I just have to last a few hours.”
Just then the door opened and in stepped a young lady with long raven-black hair. She approached with a smile, “Hello, there! You must be Connie!” she quipped as she held out her hand. Connie just stared back with an angsty expression as she ignored the handshake. The lady withdrew her hand as she grinned slightly, “I’m Raven, I’ll be your Kusuguri Hostess today! I know you’ve already signed a lot of paperwork, but I just have to go over a few things verbally and then we can get this show on the road! First thing; do you have any heart conditions or medical issues that might hinder your ability to perform?”
“No,” Connie shot back dryly as she rolled her eyes.
“Okay, second thing; do you have any phobias or fears of being restrained?”
“Um,” Connie cracked a smirk, “I wouldn’t be here…”
“I know, I know,” Raven cooed, “but I have to ask. You understand.” She continued, “lastly; do you consent to being restrained and tickled in our studio for the next three hours?”
“Yes,” said Connie as she shuffled around in her seat impatiently.
“Good! Alright then, lay down on the table and I’ll start getting you all strapped in!”
Connie laid back on the soft leather and stretched her arms and legs out to match the frame of the table. As Raven tightened the straps, she tried to make small-talk, “so where are you from, Connie?”
“From a place where people don’t like small-talk,” scoffed the blonde as she shot Raven a look. “Let’s just get this on with! I’m not even on the clock yet!”
“Alright, alright, Connie. My apologies,” Raven continued her work tightening the straps as quickly as she could. But as the silence weighed in, after a few seconds, Raven spoke again, “So Connie, are you ticklish?”
“Really?” she shot the lady a cold glare.
“Well sometimes we get girls who are too ticklish…”
“I’m actually not. But its okay, I can act.”
“Oh, I’m sure I’ll get some true reactions out of you…”
Connie just glared at the lady with a straight face. “Try all you want. I’m not ticklish.”
“Oh I’ll have you begging after five minutes…” Raven began to laugh, which only made Connie turn beat-red.
“There’s no way I’m begging you for shit. Keep dreaming, queen of darkness.”
“Keep it up, goldilocks. I might not take it easy on you…”
The two girls glared at each other for a moment before Raven pulled the last of the straps tight. Then she walked over to a computer that seemed to control the cameras. She hit a button and the cameras came to life and started to position themselves strategically around Connie’s long naked body. The lights in the room went out momentarily while three or four spot-lights buzzed on illuminating the goosebumps on the girl’s smooth skin.
“Okay we go live in… five… four… three… “
Suddenly one big giant spot-light cast down as the cameras all lit up with little red dots. Raven walked mischievously into Connie’s view with an evil grin plastered on her face. Her slow saunter was sexy yet intimidating and Connie suddenly felt a tinge of fear. “Wait. What if I’m ticklish?”
“So, Goldilocks here talks a big game,” she said slyly as she addressed one of the cameras. “She thinks this is all acting and says I can’t make her beg…” She looked down at her little blonde victim with a big smile. Connie, however, was not smiling. She was blushing so hard she could feel her whole body heating up.
“But little miss Connie didn’t do her homework. She’s never seen one of my videos and doesn’t know who I am. Which is why this is going to be so much fun…”
Raven grabbed Connie’s hips and squeezed, pressing her thumbs into them and pinching hard. Connie was not ready.
She had expected a little irritation, maybe some itching; but the electric pulse of spastic insanity that jolted through her hips made her whole body clench up as a look of pure shock came over her face.
“OH SHIT!” she screamed as her muscles began to contract and bulge.
“Hehe, oh shit? What’s the matter? Ticklish?” Raven teased as she gripped those hips in just the right places.
Connie struggled hard. At first she was quiet as her body yanked and twitched. Then she started to make cute little growling noises in between cursing.
“Shit! ….I can’t… Ugh!! FUCK! Just… Oh my god… Fuckin’ shit!” She closed her eyes tight and gritted her teeth.
“Hehe, coochie coo…” Raven moved up to her ribs and Connie suddenly let out a loud yelp. She would have jumped off of that table if she could. Those fingers in her ribs were driving her absolutely wild. She started thrashing her head back and forth. Raven just smiled calmly as she looked at the camera. She gave a little wink before she briefly stopped her tickling assault. She let up just long enough for Connie to relax and let her guard down before Raven plunged her fingers deep into the blonde’s armpits. Connie just about lost her mind.
Finally, the tickling touched a funny-bone deep down inside that made Connie’s soul shatter. She let out a primal howl before erupting into hysterical laughter.
“AAAAHHHHHHH!! FUUUUUUUUUCK!! OKAAAAY, OKAAAAY!! GET OUTA THERE GET OUTA THERE OH MY GOD!!!”
“Hehe, aww! Get out of there? Did I find a tickle spot?” Raven giggled sweetly as she scribbled away in the blonde’s poor exposed armpits.
“OKAAAY!! OKAAAY!! BREEAAKK!! BRREEEAAAKK!!”
“Hah!” Raven addressed the camera, “she thinks she gets a break! Oh Goldilocks, you’re in so much trouble…” she laughed as she kept her hands in those pits, tickling and tickling away. Connie just stared up at her tormentor in horror.
“Wow, Goldilocks! You really are good at acting!” Raven teased, “for someone who’s not ticklish, you sure put on a good show…”
Connie immediately crumpled her face into a scowl as she managed to shout, “you don’t make it easy, you fake ass tickler!”
Raven just smirked and looked at the cameras again, “should I do it? Should I go for the sweet spot?” She looked back down at her struggling victim with an evil expression before digging her fingers into the blonde’s inner-thighs. She grabbed that area right next to the groin and wiggled her fingers up into those comfy little pockets before pinching tight causing Connie to completely lose control. She let out a high-pitched long-winded squeal that turned into a shriek as she pulled hard at her restraints. Her eyes almost bulged out of her head as she tried to lunge forward to no avail.
“STOOOOOOOPPPPPP GET THE FUCK OFF GET THE FUCK OFF!!!”
“Hehe! Oh there’s the spot. Still acting, Goldilocks?”
Connie had her eyes shut tight as she flailed her head from side to side. She couldn’t think straight anymore. Suddenly her pride didn’t seem so important. The only thing that mattered was making this feeling end.
“PLLLEEEEAAASSSEE STOOOOOOPPP!!” she screamed as she struggled to catch her breath.
“Awww, you want me stop? Are you begging me?” Raven teased as she laughed at the cameras. “She told me she wouldn’t beg! Look at her!” She looked back down at her poor helpless victim, “are you begging me, Connie?”
“YES!! I’M BEGGING YOU!!!”
“Aw, that’s sweet. Too bad it’s not gonna help you…” Raven was relentless, not letting up for even a split-second. She kept consistently tickling that same spot driving Connie into an animalistic frenzy. “Hehe, no, I’m not gonna stop. This is your punishment. Now beg.”
“PLEEEEAAASE!! PLEEEEAASE!! RAAAVEN!!!” Connie tried to make eye-contact. She was starting to worry. This was way more intense then she thought it would be.
“Oooh, yes… Goldilocks, baby… same my name…”
“RAAAVEN!!! SERIOUSLY FUUCKIN STOOOP!!”
“Mmm, no seriously, keep saying my name. It’s fuckin’ hot!” Raven swiveled her fingers around in that sweet spot, digging deeper into those ticklish muscles causing Connie to go into silent laughter. She came back with a giant gasp as she screamed, “STOOOOP!! I CAAAN’T BREEEATHE!”
“Oh, you’re breathing just fine, you big baby!”
“NOOO I’M…” Connie struggled to force out words between gasps for breath, “I’M GONNA PASS OUT!!”
“Heh, wow. Five minutes in and you’re already gonna pass out? You’re really out of shape, huh?” Raven teased.
“WHAT?!” Connie almost threw up. Did she say they were only five minutes in?
“Hehe, awww! You didn’t know? Oh we just got started, baby!” Raven began alternating between the girl’s inner-thighs and her sides, pinching that area just below the ribcage. This sent Connie back into silent laughter as she desperately gasped for air.
Raven started to sing, “tiiiickle, tiiiickle, tiiickle, tiiickle… aww, is that too much for you? Is it too much for little Connie? Poor thing… I told you I’d have you begging in five minutes!”
“RAAAAAVVVEEEEENNNN!!!!” All Connie could do was scream and panic.
“Nope. You were a total bitch to me. You had every chance to be nice and you just had to be a bitch. So now you’re getting punished!” The cruel girl dug in deep as Connie gasped and choked and laughed and squirmed. This was insane! This was pure torture!
Just then the door opened and about six women walked in, all chatting and bantering amongst themselves. One of them looked up and commented on the situation, “Oh geeze, she’s a mess! Is she the Package 5?” Another one commented, “yeap, she’s the Package 5. Heard she was mean as shit to the receptionist.”
Raven interjected, “Oh, Goldilocks here has been just as rude as she can be! Isn’t that right?” Connie just gasped in a silent scream before sliding back into unintelligible begging and laughter.
“Well in that case,” one of the girls, a tall blonde, cracked an evil smirk, “the handbook says we’re allowed to punish bad behavior…” All six of the girls began to giggle as they crept towards their new play toy.
“NOOOOOOO!!” Connie shouted as she shook her head violently, “NOO MORE!! NOO MORE!!”
“Aww, you scared? News flash, Goldilocks, I’m not their best tickler…” Raven smirked as she nodded at the tall blonde girl who was positioning herself by Connie’s bare exposed feet. “Alana, here, holds that title.”
Alana had long finished nails that she had sharpened into little points specifically for tickling. She knelt down calmly by her poor victim’s feet, admiring her soft velvety skin. Then, she carefully scratched one nail down the poor girl’s foot just to gauge her reaction. Connie’s voice went up two octaves and her volume shot through the roof. Her whole body jerked and twisted to no avail as her begging became pathetic.
“WWHAAT THE FUUUUCKKK!! NOT THE FEEEET!!!”
“Oh yea. Her feet are definitely a weak point. I’ll concentrate there…”
As Alana dug into her victim’s poor feet, Connie just about fainted. She didn’t think it could get any worse until those nails touched her soft blushing little pads and then began scratching into her arches. She let out a long primal shriek before screaming something completely unintelligible. She twisted her face and squirmed as much as her restraints would allow. Her poor arms were pulling so hard and her leg muscles hurt from straining. The poor girl gasped for air as a long string of drool slowly dripped from her bottom lip. The other girls ignored her disparity and laughed as they positioned themselves around her; the tickling was about to come from literally every angle. One of the girls started poking her armpits which set in motion a full on tickle-attack by all seven Hostesses. Armpits, thighs, sides, ribcage, neck, feet… every single nerve in Connie’s body was screaming for release. She went completely eerie-silent for an alarming amount of time before finally catching her breath with a big sob.
“PLEEEEEEEEEAAAASSSE STOOOOOOOOPPP!!!” She cried as tears began to run her mascara down her rosy little cheeks.
“Aw, hehe look! We made her cry!” one of the girls shouted as she scribbled her fingers into the poor blonde’s underarms.
“Hah! Poor thing is frantic!” another girl answered as she wiggled her thumbs into her ribs.
“GET OFF MY FEET! GET OFF MY FEET! GET OFF MY FEET!”
“Oh, the feet?” Raven shot Alana a look, “use the brush…”
Alana grinned evilly as she nodded and pulled out her brush. She pressed the stiff little bristles into Connie’s foot and began to scrub up and down with tremendous pressure. This literally felt like fire on Connie’s soles. She went ballistic as a burst of tears flowed down her cheeks and her bladder involuntarily released. She didn’t even know she had to pee. Her body was just trying every defense mechanism it had to ward off the onslaught of relentless tickles.
“OUCH!! OU OU OU OU!”
“Oh come on, you little wimp. This doesn’t hurt!” Raven turned to the camera, “does it look like we’re hurting her? This is the same girl who told me she wouldn’t beg…” Just then one of the girls noticed Connie’s wet-spot.
“Eww! She peed! Gross!”
“Haha! Oh we’re really gonna tickle the shit out of you now!”
“Aww punish the peer! Punish the peer!”
The girls were now in a tickle-frenzy with each one feeding off the other; playfully joking and bantering while they casually tortured poor Connie. The shapely blonde just sobbed and shook her head back and forth. She had completely lost control of her own body. Every action was now being dictated by her furious nerve-endings as they screamed, desperate for release. She was just a tickle-ball of broken laughter and tears and drool. And piss.
Just then Tanya walked through the door escorted by the receptionist. She looked surprised and a bit worried.
“Oh shit. She looks awful!” she exclaimed as she laid eyes on her friend. “There’s no way to make them stop?”
“I’m afraid not. Once the cameras start rolling they don’t stop…” answered the receptionist with a bit of a smirk, “it’s literally our motto.”
“Oh well,” Tanya walked over to where Connie lay struggling and sobbing, stretched out on the leather table, “sucks, doesn’t it?”
Connie just screamed, “TAANNYYYAA!! HEEELLPPP!!!”
“I can’t. It’s in the contract that I can’t intervene. Looks like I’m gonna have to leave you here to finish off the next two and a half hours…”
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
“Aw, suck it up, pussy. Easy money, right?” Tanya laughed and joined the receptionist as they exited the room. The cameras stayed rolling and Connie was forced to endure the absolute worst tickling experience of her entire life. She peed two more times and cried through the whole thing, pathetically begging and screaming as multiple members of the staff took turns tickling the living shit out of her. There were no breaks. The assault was relentless and constant and poor little Connie suffered hard throughout the entire ordeal.
By the time the red-lights on the cameras went out, Connie had stopped responding. The poor girl had basically fainted yet the Hostesses kept tickling her lifeless body until the very last second. The lights came back to normal as the girls untied their unconscious victim.
Connie awoke alone in a sheer panic. It took her a good while to calm herself down and convince herself that it was over. She gathered her clothes from the chair and started to re-dress. Her hands were still shaking as she pulled her shirt over her head. She breathed heavily and tried to steady herself. The poor girl couldn’t leave the building fast enough. She waited outside for her friend to come pick her up as she chain-smoked cigarettes.
Tanya rolled up to the curb where Connie sat, hands shaking as she took a long drag.
“Hey there pussy. How ya doin?”
“Shut up.”
“Easy money, right?”
“Shut up.”
“Get in, idiot. Next time listen to me.”
Connie didn’t say a word. She silently got in the car and the two friends drove off away from Kusuguri Custom Studios LLC.
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Very intense. 
