Ok fans, thank you for the response for part 1 of this series. I am glad you enjoyed it and that was just the beginning! This series will get more intense as it goes along. Now it is time for part 2. I really hope you enjoy this part as the adventure really starts to take place. Again, your feedback and enthusiasm really inspires me. Enjoy this next part!
PART 2
THE NEXT DAY
Darby looked out of the carriage as she was making her way to a home that Gloria Wellington owned. She marveled at the sights as she saw what appeared to be palm trees and the grass was green. The sights of California were impressive, and she could even smell salt in the air. She was getting closer to the ocean and felt an excitement since she never saw an ocean before. She saw pictures of the Atlantic ocean and some of the Pacific Ocean, but never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine she would see an ocean in person. This trip itself was amazing as she rode on the train for the past few days, in a luxury cabin of the train. Sitting next to her was her fellow maid Bessie, and she could tell she was just as excited. The two of them really got closer to one another as they spent a lot of time with each other on this trip. Since they were not cleaning a huge mansion, they didn’t have much to do, just attend to Gloria’s comforts. They would stay up late and just have conversations. She found Bessie to be very engaging and had a sense of leadership in her. This was definitely a positive experience while being undercover. Darby wished she could tell Bessie who she really was, but she had to complete her mission.
“Can you believe what we are seeing Dorothy??” Bessie said with excitement in her voice. Being from a very small town, seeing the beautiful sights in California blew her mind away. She couldn’t help but smile and her adrenaline was flowing. Bessie enjoyed the journey to this exotic place. She was happy she got to spend time with her fellow maid and even with Gloria, everything was going very well. Now, as her eyes stared at the palm trees, she couldn’t wait to see the Pacific Ocean. “I am so excited! California is a beautiful place!”
“Yeah it is, you are definitely right about that…” Darby responded. She then looked over at Gloria Wellington who had a calm look on her face. Darby figured Gloria has been here often so there wasn’t an excitement. She was a little concerned however. During the entire journey, Gloria seemed kind of distant to her. There were no flirty glances, there wasn’t even an attempt to seduce her. Her boss didn’t even seem to smile at her. There were a few occasions that she saw Gloria staring directly at her, like she was focused on something. She didn’t know what may have happened, but Gloria’s demeanor changed when they were leaving the mansion. Darby had to stay focused. She was getting close to possibly gaining the vital confirmation that Gloria ran a sex trafficking ring and once she settled into their destination, she was going to search for more clues.
Bessie started to get fidgety in her seat as the carriage finally made it to a large gate. She looked out the window and even saw a seagull flying by. She rubbed her hands together as it was almost time. “We must be here!” she grinned.
Darby looked out the window and she could see the large black gate and fence. The carriage came to a stop and the driver of the carriage opened the door and Bessie stepped out first, and Darby followed. Darby stretched her legs and looked around. The place looked absolutely magnificent. Beyond the black gate and fence, there was a path that led to a 3-story mansion that looked really large. The front door was under some kind of wooden canopy that covered the porch with two sets of stairs that led up to the porch. She could see the large windows on the first floor, and then the curtains on the second and third floors covering the smaller windows. The path went through a large area of bright green grass with trees adorning the outside of the house. Darby looked towards the left of the house and she could see the sky. The house stood on top of the edge of a bluff that overlooked a cove. She could smell the ocean air and the sounds of seagulls were floating in the air. “This place sure is beautiful…” she mumbled. Then she felt an elbow in her side and she saw Bessie smiling at her.
“This place looks absolutely gorgeous!” Bessie said in a lowered voice, but with much enthusiasm. She then turned her head and saw Gloria stepping out of the carriage. She knew she had to make sure she was taking care of, so she awaited the commands.
Gloria stepped out of carriage and taking the hand of the driver, carefully stepped down the step ladder and made it to the ground. It was a long journey, and she was a little tired, but she did feel some comfort as she looked over at the house. This house was very important to her and her business. A small thrill started to flow through her body as she knew her business partner, Priscilla Montenegro should be here already. She did look forward to finishing the business and then go back to her home in Texas. Being in California was a pleasurable time, but the longer she stayed, the more possibility that her whole operation could be discovered. Gloria thought about the small town that was a mile from this place. The name of the town was Santa Selena, and it only had a population of 400 people. It was secluded and there were other wealthy people that would visit her and have homes. She then began to walk towards the gate, but before she entered, she looked at her two maids. “Bessie, Dorothy, come with me. The men will carry our luggage in. I want you both to start getting things ready for me.”
Darby nodded her head and she then followed Gloria past the gate and now she was on the dirt path that was leading to the house. As she walked, she just kept noticing the scenery and she was so impressed. Her hometown of Plotsville was definitely not this nice and had this kind of scenery. The trio of ladies made it to the front porch, and she watched Gloria unlock the door with a key, then opened it. Darby then walked inside, and she was blown away by the majesty of the place. She was in a foyer that was quite large and even had a few chairs and sofas. There was a large staircase that was painted white that seemed to lead to the heavens, and there were multiple hallways that seemed to lead to different parts of the mansion. Darby walked over to the stairs and noticed when it got to the second floor, there was another set of stairs that led to the third floor. “This place is really nice Ma’am.” she complimented.
“Thank you Dorothy. Now, you two follow me and I will show you where you will be sleeping and then you can start getting things ready.” Gloria responded. She started to lead the two women up the stairs and when they made it to the second floor, she made a right turn and went down a hallway. She made it to a door and opened it. “Here is where you both will stay while we are here…” she said as she watched them walk in. As the two maids walked inside, she watched the two of them marvel about how nice the room was. Gloria loved seeing how excited Bessie was, but when she looked over at Darby, she felt anger rising in her body. Her mind recalled what she saw in that old Fransktown newspaper, and it made her think about the business she had to conduct at this place to resolve a situation that really angered her. “Ok ladies, I will go to my bedroom on the third floor. That’s where all the main bedrooms are. I will meet you in an hour so we can go over your duties here. Now, there is the Granger hallway on the first floor. DO NOT worry about that hallway as it is off limits. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes Ma’am.” Darby responded. She was now curious about that hallway. What was in that hallway that Gloria did not want them to find out? In her mind, she already knew she would have to investigate it.
“Yes Ms. Wellington! Thank you for bringing us along with you. This is a great house, and I will do my best to make sure you are comfortable while you conduct your business.” Bessie said. It truly was an honor for her to come to this house as previous maids made the trip here and she was jealous of them. She would hear stories about this place, and it made her want to explore it. She did remember that one of the maids from the past did come on this trip, but never came back. Bessie recalled Gloria telling her that the maid just found another place to go and just quit. She found it odd, but it must have been ok. She also wondered if Gloria would have her and Darby participate in those “special” activities.
Darby watched Gloria leave the room and when she left, she let out a sigh. She was excited and had a big smile on her face. “Yeah Bessie, this place is amazing! First chance we get, we should go look at the ocean! We have never seen it before!” she said as she sat down on a bed. When she sat down, she was amazed on how comfortable it was. “You should sit down on your bed, it is SO comfy!”
Bessie giggled at Darby’s enthusiasm and she sat down on her bed. She was amazed on how soft it was and her eyes were wide with surprise. “You are right! This is soft! This is so exciting! I hope we can get done with our chores so we can enjoy the grounds. Did you see all the green grass??? The trees!! And yes, I can’t wait to see the ocean!”
Darby stood up from her bed and went over to the window. She pulled open the curtain and looked outside. From their view, they could see the huge green lawn and the ocean was further to her left. She could see some glimpses but not a good look. She then turned to her right and Bessie was now standing next to her to also get a look out of the window. “Sure is pretty out there….” she said.
“It really is! You know Dorothy, I just want to say I am glad you are here with me. The entire trip here, I have enjoyed being around you.” Bessie said, now feeling shy. She then saw Darby looking right at her and she blushed. “You are so nice and sweet. Sorry if I am embarrassing you.”
Darby felt her heartstrings pulled as she saw the sincere look in Bessie’s eyes. “Thank ya Bessie. I will have to say that I have enjoyed being around you too. These last few days have been kinda eventful, but you are always so nice to me. I like being around you too.” she smiled.
“Come on! Let’s put our things away so we can get ready for Ms. Wellington’s demands. Haha” Bessie chuckled. Then she felt herself blushing more as a thought came to her mind. “Do you think she will, um, you know, ask us to….play?”
Darby felt herself blushing as she knew what Bessie was referring to. A thrill went through her, but also a slight fear. Her mind quickly recalled the play activities and how much she was tickled. She also got to tickle Bessie too and that was an amazing experience. “I think she might…and about that. I hope you didn’t mind me tickling ya like that..” she said nervously.
“Well, you didn’t have much of a choice. Hehe She can be VERY persuasive. It was fun…um, let’s put our things away!” Bessie said now trying to change the subject as she felt herself getting very hot.
Darby chuckled as she saw Bessie feeling embarrassed. “Ok, let me put muh things away…” she laughed. She then turned away from Bessie and walked to the door. She opened the door so she could go downstairs to get her things, but the luggage was already sitting there. “Well that was fast!” she thought to herself. She pulled in both hers and Bessie’s luggage into the room. She saw Bessie come over and get her suitcase and Darby pulled hers to a huge wardrobe. There were two large wooden wardrobes, so each woman got her own place for their things. Darby opened the wardrobe and saw how spacious it was. She then unzipped her suitcase and started to take out her different maid’s outfits to hang up. As she took out the different aprons, she did see her favorite blue jeans, red and white checkered shirt, and her cowboy boots. She longed to wear those items again, but she had a mission to do, and she had to wear the appropriate outfit. She took out an apron and started to place it on a shelf within the wardrobe, her arms reaching up slightly.
Bessie was unpacking her things from her suitcase, and she glanced over at Darby. She saw that her back was turned to her as she put her items in the wardrobe. She thought about how embarrassed she felt bringing up that one night where Darby and Gloria tickled her all over. That memory always excited her because the orgasm she felt really rocked her world. A smile formed on her face as she remembered how her fellow maid touched and teased her body. She thought that Darby got revenge unknowingly after she had tickled Darby’s sleeping feet before. Now she saw Darby’s back and she was feeling kind of adventurous. Bessie wondered if she should sneak up behind her friend and tickle her! They were both excited being here in California, and she had so much energy. That mischief idea really started to get her excited and she figured she might as well try! It was time to give Darby a fun quick tickle!
Darby sighed as she placed some items on that wardrobe shelf. Then, right when she was about to turn around, she felt something goosing her sides. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” she shrieked. She started to jump from one leg to another and her arms immediately clamped down to her sides as she was taken by surprise.
“Tickle tickle Dorothy! I got you now!” Bessie teased as her fingers continued to squeeze the sides and moved to the hip bones. Because Darby was taller than her, the hipbones were in perfect position for her to tickle. She loved the surprised laughter coming from her friend and now she had to use some effort to keep in control of this situation. As her fingers continued to squeeze into the hipbones and side area, she noticed that Darby was starting to get top heavy and off balance. Bessie saw the bed that Darby would be sleeping on and managed to use her leverage and now she got Darby to fall onto the bed onto her stomach. She quickly straddled Darby’s legs facing her head, and she now continued to tickle her friend.
“Bessie! Hhahahahahahaha Bessie ya got to staaaaaaaaappp!!!” Darby shrieked as she felt the horrendous tickling on her sides. She now realized she was laying on the bed on her belly and she felt Bessie sitting on the back of her legs. She started to flop around trying to get away from the hands on her sides and she even kicked her legs. Being taken by surprise gave her friend the leverage and advantage and she hoped this was just a quick tickling. Darby wondered why she was getting tickled like this, and then it hit her. Maybe this was Bessie’s revenge for tickling her! “Bessie! Ya got to stop! Please! Hahahaha I’m really ticklish!!”
“I can see that..hehehehe” Bessie giggled. She was amazed on how ticklish Darby was. She knew her feet were very sensitive, but she didn’t know about the rest of her. She started to feel powerful and in control. She knew what it was like to be tickled and the helpless feeling that comes with it. Now, she was inflicting the torment and it felt……good. Her hands were wreaking havoc on Darby’s ticklish body through the maid outfit and for a moment, she thought about what it would be like to tickle a naked Darby. That thought sent a lustful shiver in her body and now she started to move her hands up the body, getting closer to the armpits.
Darby felt the fingers going up her body and she tried to close her arms to defend herself. It was no use as Bessie had her caught and on her stomach. She had no leverage at all. She even tried to twist her and buck her body, but Bessie was much stronger than she looked. Darby’s mouth was wide open and the laughter flowed freely from her. Now, a thought flowed through her body. Her ticklishness was definitely a major weakness and if she didn’t get free, Bessie could do whatever she wanted. “Please! Hahahaha I can’t stand it!” she begged.
Bessie laughed as she heard Darby’s desperate pleas. The way she was controlling Darby through tickling was very rewarding. She now scooted her body up so now she was sitting on the small of Darby’s back and her hands reached into Darby’s armpits. This was a good move as now her victim was squirming around like a wild horse. “Someone is REALLY ticklish, isn’t she??? Tickle tickle tickle!” Bessie teased as her fingers digged deeper into the pits. She could barely stay on Darby’s back as her friend kept thrashing around.
Darby felt those cruel fingers in her armpits and they were getting deeper in her hollows. The ticklish sensations were tearing through her, and she just laughed harder. She started to really kick her legs now, trying to connect her booted feet on Bessie to get her off. Now her eyes were closed, and she laid her head on its right side on the bed and she kept laughing. “Please Bessie!! Stop tickling me!” she begged.
Bessie kept giggling herself as she had full control of Darby now. This was such a great feeling and she realized just how powerful tickling could be. She thought about how Gloria Wellington would tickle her all over and how helpless she was, now she understood why tickling can be used instead of more painful actions. She then put her head next to Darby’s and ceased her tickling fingers in Darby’s armpits. She stared at Darby’s left cheek and gave it a small kiss. “You are REALLY ticklish Dorothy! Having fun?” she teased.
“hehehehe not really hehehehehe you are ticklin’ me….” Darby gasped.
“I know! It is fun! I didn’t know just how much fun it was! I want to tickle you all over your body!” Bessie teased.
“That….wouldn’t be….a good idea….” Darby wheezed. She also felt tremors in her body as she still felt Bessie’s fingers in her armpits. “Ya had your fun now…Can I get up now?”
“Not yet….” Bessie grinned. She then did a quick tickle in the armpits and heard a cute squeal come out. She couldn’t help but laugh at Darby’s squealing. “You are so funny! I wish I would have known how ticklish you are. Now, I can see why Ms. Wellington had so much fun with you….”
“yeah…..fun….But why are you tickling me? I thought we were friends?” Darby teased, hoping she could make Bessie feel guilty.
“I am tickling you because you tickled me remember? I mean you tickled me all over!” Bessie responded, remembering that night where Gloria had her tied down and tickled all over.
“But….but….Ms. Wellington made me! You can’t hold that against me!” Darby begged. Then she started to shriek in hysterical laughter as she felt fingers digging into her armpits again. She felt those ticklish shockwaves ripping through her and it drove her insane. She started to kick her legs wildly and did her best to try and buck Bessie off of her, but it was no use.
Bessie laughed as Darby went wild again with her tickling inside her armpits. She was having so much fun listening to that beautiful laugh and feeling Darby’s body writhing under her also felt arousing. She then stopped her tickling and gave Darby another kiss on her cheek. “Aw poor Dorothy…she just keeps getting tickled! Haha” she teased. She then placed her lips next to Darby’s ear. “Now, just imagine what would happen if I had you completely naked right now. I would take advantage of all your ticklish skin…” she whispered. Bessie also felt her nipples getting stiff.
“hehehehehehe come on Bessie..be nice to me…” Darby giggled as she tried to recover from the underarm tickling. Her mind started to race as she heard Bessie’s words and she also felt a tingle between her own legs. Was Bessie trying to seduce her? She kind of liked that idea.
“I am nice, but I bet I could be nicer to your body….hehehe” Bessie teased. She then wanted Darby to feel how much control she had. “I think I will have to do this to you again when we prepare to go to sleep. Maybe have a little tickling fun tonight. But right now, maybe I should………tickle your feet.” she threatened.
Darby gasped as she heard the threat against her feet. “No! You can’t tickle muh feet! Please don’t tickle muh feet! They’re too ticklish! I will die!” she begged.
“I know they are…but I would love to take off your shoes and take off your stockings. Then your bare feet will be helpless for me to tickle them for a…..long….time.” Bessie said as she then did a quick tickle in Darby’s armpits.
“hehehehe no!!!” Darby giggled. Then she started to think about what would happen if her feet were tickled. She would be so helpless. “Come on Bessie…I’m beggin ya….please don’t tickle muh feet…”
Bessie laughed as she heard Darby’s cute pleas for mercy. “Ok, I won’t tickle your feet right now, but later on I will!” she threatened, then she got up off of Darby and stood up. She started to smooth out her maid’s uniform and looked at Darby laying on the bed trying to catch her breath.
Darby felt relief as she felt Bessie get up off of her. She took a moment to catch her breath and then slowly turned over onto her right side and stared at Bessie. She noticed the delightful smile and slowly got up off the bed. Her legs felt wobbly, and she felt a little lightheaded. “I hope you had your fun…” she giggled.
“I sure did! Don’t be mad Dorothy, it was all in good fun!” Bessie laughed back. She then picked up her maid’s hat and started to put it on. “Plus, we got to go meet Ms. Wellington. Let’s go..”
Darby started to smooth out her maid’s uniform, still trying to recover from the tickle attack. She couldn’t help but chuckle at Bessie’s boldness and shook her head. “Give me a moment to freshen up. I did just get attacked for no reason and tickled…” she teased. She then went over to a mirror and wiped some of the sweat off her forehead and then put on her maid’s hat. She then looked back at Bessie and she couldn’t help but laugh under her breath as she saw that devious smile. “Ready?”
“Yes, let’s go! And…don’t be mad at me Dorothy, I was just trying to have some fun with you..” Bessie smiled.
“I know.. I am not mad at ya. But don’t be surprised if I get you back…” Darby winked. She then walked next to Bessie, and they went out of the room to go meet with Gloria.
Both Bessie and Darby met up with Gloria and she went over the duties she expected. She introduced them to the cook and a few of the maintenance guys who lived here all year to keep the mansion functional. Since they were both new to this residence, she had to give them a tour of the place. She showed them each hallway and reminded them to not walk in the hallway named Granger. Each hallway had names to them, it was her way of decorating as different types of painting and furniture were in room in each hallway. Gloria then took the two ladies outside and decided to let them see the ocean that was beyond the bluff.
Darby started to get excited as she got closer to the edge of the bluff. She could see the Pacific Ocean and the horizon as she got closer. She then made it to the edge of the bluff, and she gasped. She now had a full view of the beach down below and could see the ocean. It was the most amazing sight she has ever seen. The way the waves were flowing, the seagulls flying above it and feeling that cool ocean breeze, it made her very appreciative of nature. Living in Plotsville definitely did not have this kind of scenery and it was purely amazing. She then looked over at Bessie and could tell she was in awe as well.
Bessie stared at the ocean and put her hands to her mouth. This was the first time ever seeing an ocean and it blew her away. “It’s so beautiful….” she whispered. She then looked down at the beach and looked towards her left and saw a large cove area. “Ms. Wellington, there’s a cove too? Do boats go into there?” she asked.
Gloria realized that Bessie was looking at the cove where her prisoners come into. She needed to get both of these maids away. “Ok ladies, that is enough sightseeing. Let’s get back to the house, you got a lot of work to do.” she requested.
Darby took one last look at the ocean and then she turned around to head back towards the mansion. She saw Bessie walking next to her with a bounce in her step. Darby was curious about the cove, but thought it was probably nothing. She now had to focus on doing chores, but also looking for more evidence. Now she was wondering why the Granger hallway was off limits. Maybe there was something in there that was not legal.
LATER THAT EVENING
Darby was walking around cleaning up the place and then helping Bessie in the kitchen as dinner was about to be served soon. She was told by Gloria that a dinner guest was coming, and they had to prepare for that. Darby was curious about who was coming for dinner. She also hoped that while Gloria and her guest dined, she could possibly go into the Granger hallway. The fact that Gloria stressed to her and Bessie to not go into that hallway made her wonder what was in there. She then saw Bessie approaching her carrying a tray of glasses.
“Dorothy, can you help me with these glasses? I heard Ms. Wellington’s guest is coming soon and I got to get them put away.” Bessie asked.
“Of course I can! Oh, wouldn’t it be hilarious if I tickle you while you carry that tray?” Darby grinned.
Bessie’s eyes went wide open in shock and she gasped. “You wouldn’t dare!!!” she giggled. She then focused on Darby’s hands and started to giggle.
“I’m just joshing you. I know we got work to do, and Ms. Wellington would be very upset if we break these glasses. So, let’s go.” Darby chuckled. She then followed Bessie into the kitchen and they both started to put the glasses away and to get new clean glasses. She looked around and saw the cook preparing what smelled and looked like an absolutely delicious meal. There was one great benefit of being undercover and working as a maid for a rich woman. The food she got to eat was absolutely divine. There were definitely not these kinds of meals in Plotsville. Darby then grabbed some napkins and some fancy red placemats and then followed Bessie out into the dining room. She quickly put the placemats on the white table cloth and her and Bessie finished preparing the table, and even lit the candles that were on the table. Then there was a sound of the doorbell ringing.
“Hey Dorothy, can you get that? That might be Ms. Wellington’s guest.” Bessie asked.
“Sure, I will get it. I sure wish Paul was here, that is his job. Haha” Darby joked. She then walked over to the front door and opened it. Before her eyes was a tall woman, slightly shorter than her, with long blond hair, a fancy evening dress and black leather boots. Darby thought this woman was absolutely beautiful. “Hello!” she greeted the woman.
“Hello there, I am here for Ms. Gloria Wellington. I am her dinner guest.” the woman announced.
“Ah yes, welcome Miss?” Darby asked.
“Priscilla. Mrs. Priscilla Montenegro…” Priscilla responded.
Darby felt her body go cold as she just met the woman that might be involved in the sex trafficking ring with Gloria. She wondered how the business partner would be and she was amazed that this woman was extraordinarily beautiful. She gathered her wits and spoke. “Welcome Ms. Montenegro. Come on in!” Darby responded and then motioned her hand for Priscilla to follow her. She walked back towards the dining room, and felt Priscilla behind her, staring at her. She knew she had to keep her composure. They entered into the dining room and Darby pulled out her seat and helped her get seated. “Ms. Wellington will be down shortly.”
“Thank you. What is your name?” Priscilla asked.
“Muh name is Dorothy. Dorothy Watkins.” Darby responded.
“Nice to meet you Dorothy…” Priscilla smiled. She then faced forward, awaiting her business partner.
Gloria came into the dining room along with Bessie and passed by Darby. She waited for Priscilla to stand up and they hugged each other. “Priscilla! So good to see you! You look wonderful as always.” she smiled.
“Thank you Gloria, and you look ravishing yourself. I absolutely love this home.” Priscilla complimented.
“Thank you my friend, I try to keep up with it. California is such a great place to vacation in. But let’s get dinner, I am sure you are hungry. Bessie, Dorothy, go get dinner prepared for us.” Gloria demanded.
“Yes Ma’am!” Bessie smiled.
Darby nodded her head and the two women walked out of the room to go prepare for dinner to be served. Darby wished she could have stayed in the room. She wanted to listen to their conversation, hopefully confirming they are indeed running an illegal sex trafficking ring.
Gloria watched the two ladies leave and finally they were alone. “So, I take it you seen the latest cargo?” she asked.
“Oh yes I have. It is a really good cargo at that. Lots of variety. I think we will fetch a very large sum of money for it too. A buyer will be here the day after tomorrow and I think he will be very pleased. I do thank you for showing up. He insisted on meeting both of us.” Priscilla told her.
“I wonder why? I would have liked to stay in Texas. Sometimes I get nervous coming to California for these visits. I have to keep a low profile you know….” Gloria retorted.
“I know you do, just like I rather be at my home in Mexico. But business is business. In fact, my business in Mexico is going VERY well. Looks like me and my husband are moving on up.” Priscilla smiled. She wanted to show Gloria that she would also be very powerful, just like her.
“That is very good to hear. Business has been good for me too. I just have to take care of a problem that came up, but once I do that, then everything will be smooth sailing.” Gloria smiled.
“Oh? Well, I know what you mean. I had a problem with a stupid worker and I resolved that issue. Stupid little thing. She really thought she could cross me, but she learned a tough lesson. In fact, you might just get to see that….problem. haha” Priscilla giggled as she thought about Cheyenne.
“Yeah, I definitely know what you mean. I think I will take care of my problem very soon and perhaps the buyer may be interested in it.” Gloria grinned back.
Darby then walked into the room along with Bessie as they carried pure silver platters of food. She placed the platter down on the table and began to remove the different bowls and plates, while Bessie placed the food in those dishes. Darby looked over at Gloria who still had this look in her eyes. It was a cold look, not the usual flirting look she would get. She started to wonder if something was up and if she did anything wrong. She continued her duties and then she held up a wine bottle. “Would you like some wine Ms. Montenegro?” she asked.
“Yes Dorothy, I would like that…” Priscilla smiled, then held up her wine glass.
Darby poured the wine in the glass and when it reached a certain height, she stopped pouring. She then walked over to Gloria and offered to pour wine, which Gloria agreed to. Darby then spotted Priscilla looking at her and wondered why she had a look of lust in her eyes.
“Thank you Dorothy, that’s enough. Now, you and Bessie can leave us as we have important matters to discuss. Wait for me to call you.” Gloria commanded.
Darby and Bessie both nodded and then left the dining room. Darby then looked at Bessie who had a smile on her face. “So, what do you think of Ms. Montenegro?” she asked.
“She seems nice. Very pretty and very tall actually. Almost as tall as you. Haha” Bessie joked.
“Yeah, that’s for sure. Hey, go ahead to the maid’s dining quarters and make me a plate. Let me go take care of something right quick, ok?” Darby asked.
“Ok, don’t take too long! Otherwise, I am going to eat your food! Hahaha” Bessie laughed.
Darby smiled back at her and when she saw Bessie go into the other room, Darby started to go towards Granger hallway. With Gloria occupied with Priscilla, and Bessie in another room, this was her chance to go take a peek. She carefully walked over towards that hallway and when she got to the end of it, she walked into the hallway. She saw many painting on the hallway walls, and there were a lot of doors. She noticed all of them were closed. As she made her way through the hallway, she noticed there was something different about this hallway. The doors at the end were closed, but the wall next to one of them seemed to be completely bare. No paintings, no wallpaper, just wooden panels. Darby got close to one of the panels, which was on her right side, turned her head to make sure no one was looking at her and then focused on the panel. There were many creases in the panel and one of them had a consistent line through it. It almost looked like it was a hidden door. She tilted her head to the side and followed along that crease. It went all the way to the floor. “I wonder what this is?” she thought to herself. She then carefully traced her fingers on that crease and felt a draft. She then started to press into the panel and when she got to the spot where it was about waist high, she felt a click. Then with slight pressure she pushed into the panel and then she felt the panel open! She stepped back a little in awe as a door opened up!
“What in tarnation?” she whispered to herself. She then looked inside, and it was dark. She started to feel along the wall and felt an object on the inside wall and it felt like a light switch. Darby knew wealthy people had electric lights and figured there might be a switch. When the room was illuminated, she discovered it was come kind of closet. She saw a lot of clothes inside, but they didn’t appear to belong to Gloria Wellington. These clothes seemed very basic and could tell they were women’s clothes. She also saw lots of shoes inside as well. One particular dress caught her eye. It was a beautiful blue dress, with colors of red, yellow and white in patterns that adorned it. It looked like something made from the Native Americans as the stylings were similar to what she had seen before. She also noticed there were moccasins near the dress as well, along with a blue headband with white trim. She saw the garment and then thought about why were all these clothes in here? It seemed like 20 of them were here. She then turned off the light and headed out of the hidden closet. She carefully closed the door and heard a click which kept the door in place.
Darby then turned and saw the space of wall directly across the wooden panel and saw that it was just one empty wall space. It was peculiar because there were paintings and other artwork all throughout the hallway. She walked towards the wall and got a closer look. Her eyes caught what also looked like a crease that could barely be seen. She placed her hand over the crease and once again felt a draft. “Ah ha! Another hidden door!” she thought to herself. She then felt along the door and even tried the press into it, but nothing happened. Her eye then caught something to the side. Like a small bump inside the wallpaper as though it was being covered up. She shrugged her shoulders and pressed into the lump, then suddenly, a hidden door opened up! Darby was surprised as she door was slightly ajar. She then peeked her head inside and what she saw just blew her mind! She saw a barely illuminated staircase and she had to know where these stairs led. Because if someone went to the trouble of hiding the door, then there must be something very important down there. She carefully stepped inside and then started to walk down the stairs. She made sure she was very careful and to step lightly. The wooden stairs could creak and if there was someone hiding down there, she would alert them.
Once she made it to the end of the stairs, she discovered there was a tunnel flowing to her left and to her right, there was a shorter tunnel, that seemed to be covered with some kind of tarp or blanket, and saw more stairs, but these led upwards. Darby knew she was pressed for time, so she decided to go to her left to see where the tunnel may go to. If she took another flight of stairs, it may take more time for her to climb back up the flight of stairs she came down. The tunnel she walked through was illuminated by gas lamps on the wall. She noticed the tunnel walls were made of rock, as though she was inside some kind of cave. The tunnel was well shaped and it looked like this tunnel was more man made than natural. “Good place to do some smuggling…” she thought to herself. As she walked through the tunnel, which started to curve to the right she then saw what appeared to be metal bars on her right hand side. She got close to the bars and from her point of view, she could tell it looked like a cage door, much like a jail cell. Darby then placed her back against the wall, and slowly turned her head towards the right so she could look inside. When her head moved far enough, she saw someone in there! It was a woman, who was sitting on the floor of the cage with her legs crossed, like Indian style. The woman had her head in her hands and was slumping forward. Darby knew this woman was some kind of prisoner. Perhaps, someone that was about to get trafficked! This was probably the biggest break in her assignment! Taking a risk, she spoke out to the woman. “Hey…hey you…” she whispered, but loud enough for the woman to react.
Cheyenne lifted her head as she heard a voice. She turned her head to the right then the left as she was trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. Her eyes then noticed someone was standing on the outside of the cage to her left. Her eyes grew big as she didn’t know who it was and was this person here to torture her? Then she saw the figure come into view more and she got a better look at the person. It was a woman, a tall woman, who had red hair, a very pretty face and wearing a black outfit with a white apron. “Hello?” she responded, trying to keep her own voice down.
Darby saw the woman inside the cage now looking at her. She noticed that the woman was small in stature and had a very beautiful face, long black hair and could tell she was a Native American. She also saw the sadness in the woman’s face. Maybe that was her dress she saw in that hidden closet as this woman was wearing what appeared to be a haysack on her body. “You have to be quiet. What’s your name?” she asked.
“M-my name? It’s Cheyenne. What is yours? Who are you?” Cheyenne replied.
“Muh name is Darby. Why are you in here?” Darby asked.
Cheyenne then stood up and got closer to the cage door. “I was put in here….” she said, lowering her head. Sadness once again washed over her. “I didn’t have a choice…”
Darby’s heart sank as she was talking to a prisoner who was probably going to be sold. She knew she had to rescue this woman, but she couldn’t do it right now. “Listen to me Cheyenne, I’m gonna get you out of here, but you have to be patient. I will think of a way to let you out. Are you the only one?” she asked.
“No…I know there are others. There’s a lot of us here.” Cheyenne replied. She looked at Darby and felt some hope. Maybe she would be rescued after all. “Why do you want to help us? Were you kidnapped too?”
“Naw, I am actually a Sheriff’s deputy trying to figure out what is going on. Who put you here? Was it a woman named Gloria Wellington?” Darby asked.
“I don’t know who that is….I was kidnapped by a woman named Priscilla Montenegro…” Cheyenne responded, her voice cracking when she said the name.
“Oh really? Thank you for telling me. Well Cheyenne, I need you to be brave. I will figure out something. Now, I have to go back upstairs. Hang in there for me, ok?” Darby said then reached her right hand inside the cell.
Cheyenne saw the hand reach inside the cage, and she reached her right hand forward and shook Darby’s hand. She felt some hope as it seemed like this woman was really trying to help her. “Ok. Be careful.” Cheyenne said.
“Thanks. Ok, I will be back later. I don’t know when, but I promise you, I will be back!” Darby said, then she turned back to go through the tunnel.
Cheyenne saw Darby walk away and she went back to her cot. She did feel some hope flowing through her body, but she didn’t want to get too excited. She knew that was just one woman and there was still Helga lurking around.
Darby made her way quickly back through the tunnel and made it to the staircase. She then used her long legs to quickly get up the stairs. She knew she had to hurry before anyone noticed she was missing. She also felt a surge of adrenaline flowing through her as she finally had proof that there was in fact a trafficking ring here at this location. Now, she had to think of a plan. She made it to the top of the staircase and carefully got back into the hallway. She looked around to make sure someone wasn’t there. Luckily no one was there. She closed the hidden door, then quickly made her way down the hallway and was soon in the main foyer. Darby then quickly made it to the maid’s dining room and saw Bessie there, finishing her plate.
“There you are! What took you so long?” Bessie asked as she started to wipe her fingers with a napkin.
“Oh sorry. I had to you know, um, take care of personal business” Darby lied, hoping that excuse would explain what took her so long.
“Oh, ok. Well I hope you feel better. You better eat quick. Ms. Wellington is probably finishing up with her dinner.” Bessie responded.
“Yeah, I feel 10 pounds lighter..haha” Darby joked. She then made it to the table and quickly started to eat her food. Her heart was beating fast as she just discovered a major break in her assignment. Her excitement was flowing through her body and she had to stay calm. Then she heard a bell ringing and Bessie stood up.
“Come on, let’s go..” Bessie said as she then walked towards the main dining room.
Darby took a sigh of relief as she made it back just in time. She took one more bite of her food, which was a beef brisket and followed Bessie into the dining room. She told herself to remain calm as she was now going to see the woman who definitely was involved with the trafficking ring, Priscilla Montenegro. She saw the two women sitting back in their chairs enjoying their wine and their plates were cleaned. Darby helped clear the table and tried to not look at either Priscilla or Gloria. They quickly cleared the table and headed back towards the kitchen. Before she left, she heard Gloria’s voice.
“Oh Dorothy!” Gloria called out. She then had a sinister smile on her face when Darby turned to face her. “I am done with you and Bessie for the evening. Tomorrow morning, I want you to come to my room early. Around 7am would be good. I have something for you to do….”
“Yes Ma’am..” Darby responded. She wondered if this was going to be one of those occasions where Gloria wanted to do her “activities” with her. She didn’t know how she felt about it considering at the very minimum, Gloria was a partner of Priscilla Montenegro. She then left the room to help wash the dishes.
“What do you want to do with her at 7am? Haha” Priscilla laughed as she took a sip of her wine.
“I will take care of that problem I told you about. Let me tell you what it is….” Gloria said, as she took another sip of her wine.
Darby finished cleaning the dishes and the kitchen area and then she and Bessie figured Gloria was done for the night. They both decided to go back to their quarters to unwind. Today was a very eventful day. They finished a long train ride, then once they got here at the mansion, they had to work and completed their duties. They were both very exhausted and when they got to the room, they both plopped right onto their beds.
“What a day!” Bessie said as she fell back onto her bed and stared at the ceiling.
“Yes…what a day..” Darby replied as she too was looking at the ceiling. She then sat up and stared at Bessie. She wanted to tell Bessie everything she found, but she just couldn’t blow her cover.
Bessie sat up and looked over at Darby. She loved seeing that pretty face and was happy they both got to be here together. “I am sure tomorrow is going to be crazy too. Plus, you have to wake up early to go play with Ms. Wellington. Call me crazy, but she sure has a liking for you. She will most likely tickle you that’s for sure. hehehe” Bessie joked.
Darby turned red as she felt Bessie was right. “Yeah, she probably will. She sure loves to touch our bodies…” Darby groaned.
“Yes she does, but you have to admit, it does feel REALLY good. Hehe” Bessie smiled.
“Yeah it does. Ya know Bessie, I just want to say I am glad you are here with me. I really have enjoyed your friendship.” Darby said.
“Awwww…..thank you. I am glad we are both here together. You know Dorothy, I have really enjoyed working with you. You are such a wonderful person. I mean, there is just something about you that seems so pure, so noble. I am glad you’re my friend.” Bessie responded. She really liked Darby a lot. She was really hoping they would be friends forever.
“You are a wonderful woman yourself. You are very hardworking, and you have great leadership skills. You have a very kind heart. I want to promise you something. When we get back to Texas, things may change. I can’t tell you why right now, but I want you to trust me.” Darby said, holding back her info.
“Really? What kind of changes are you talking about? Do you plan to leave?” Bessie said, now growing concerned.
“Bessie, you just have to trust me. In due time, you are gonna to learn a lot of things and it may be even for the best. Let’s just say it will be a surprise…” Darby told her, hoping to calm her friend down. She didn’t want her to get worried and keep asking questions.
“Ok, if you say so. It sounds like a great surprise! Well it better be good or…..I will tickle your feet for lying to me. Hahahaha” Bessie joked.
Darby giggled as she heard the threat. “Naw, I promise it will be good. You are not gonna tickle muh feet…” Darby laughed. The two women continued to have a great conversation for another hour and then they were both struggling to keep themselves awake. They both got undressed and into their pajamas. Soon, they were laying in their beds and the light went off.
“Good night Dorothy! Sweet dreams and be ready for Gloria Wellington. Hahahaha” Bessie laughed.
“Good night Bessie..” Darby smiled. She then closed her eyes and started to think about her discovery. Tomorrow, after playtime with Gloria, she was going to put a plan together to rescue those women that were trapped below this mansion. She thought about the woman she saw, Cheyenne, and felt for her. She looked so frightened and seemed like a very sweet woman. She had to somehow set her free. Darby knew that tomorrow was going to be the biggest day in her assignment!
THE NEXT MORNING
Darby woke up and stretched. It was 6:30am and she heard Bessie snoring slightly. She laughed a little because she herself was notorious for snoring. She slowly got out of bed and placed her barefeet in some slippers, then stood up. Then her mind started to think about this day. She had to go meet Gloria Wellington in 30 minutes, and she hoped it would be a quick playtime. She groaned a little because she didn’t want to get tickled so early in the morning. Besides, she had to figure out a plan to free the captured women that were below this mansion and in some kind of cave. Now it all made sense. She remembered the cove that Bessie saw. That must have been the entrance to the cave where the women were brought in. Darby then put on her maid’s uniform, along with her stockings and her leather boots. She looked in the mirror and put her red hair in a bun, then placed the maid’s hat on. It was almost 7, so she had to get going. As she walked towards the door, she took one last look at Bessie and smiled. Then a mischievous grin formed on her face. “She’s always talking about ticklin’ muh feet, maybe I should do a quick tickle myself!”
Darby carefully walked over to the foot of Bessie’s bed and saw her friend soundly sleeping. Her snoring wasn’t loud, but it was enough to recognize she was out cold. She thought Bessie looked so beautiful asleep and felt kind of bad thinking about what she was about to do. She then knelt down on the floor and slowly started to pull up the blanket. She continued to lift the blanket and soon, she managed to get the blanket off Bessie’s feet and carefully laid it down. Darby couldn’t help but smile as she saw those pale soles of Bessie. She remembered that night where she did get to tickle those feet and it was actually a lot of fun. She saw those thick soles and then she carefully lifted her right index finger and moved it towards the exposed left sole. Bessie was laying on her right side, so that left foot was slightly elevated as it rested on top of the right foot. The index finger got close, and then she slowly stroked it across the length of that bottom of that cute foot. Darby held in her giggles as she saw the foot flinch.
Bessie was soundly sleeping and she didn’t realize someone was at the foot of her bed, playing with her feet. Her left foot twitched as it felt a finger slowly stroking from the base of her toes, into her arch and off the heel. “Mmmmm…tickles…” she mumbled in her sleep.
Darby’s eyes shut and she placed her left hand on her mouth, trying not to laugh too hard. She absolutely loved the way that foot started to spasm. Then, she placed her finger on the big toe and slowly slid it across the undersides of the toes and even made it to the right foot’s set of toes. The feet started to jerk, and she ducked down, so that she wouldn’t get caught.
Bessie started to mumble in her sleep and used the toes on her right foot, to scratch along the bottom of her left foot. “tickles..” she mumbled.
Darby waited a few seconds, then heard the snoring again. She lifted her head and after licking her lips she placed her finger on the ball of the foot and made small strokes on the part of the foot and she saw the toes scrunching. This was getting to be fun as she continued to have her finger explore the skin on that previous foot. Now, she moved her finger to the instep of the left foot, but then also the right foot. Suddenly the right foot shot out and actually made contact with Darby’s mouth. Darby fell backwards and it took everything she had to not laugh.
Bessie started to wake up as she felt her foot getting touched and contacting something when her foot sprang out. She slowly got up and saw that her barefeet were exposed and saw Darby sitting on the floor, with her hands covering her mouth. “Dorothy……” Bessie groaned. She now realized what happened. Her mischievous friend was tickling her feet. “You were trying to tickle the bottoms of my feet huh?”
Darby felt herself blush as she was caught. “Yeah.. I was trying to tickle you…sorry.” she apologized.
“You are SO silly. Leave my feet alone! Besides, don’t you have to go see Ms. Wellington now? It serves you right if your feet get tickled by her!” Bessie laughed.
Darby slowly stood up and smoothed out her uniform with her hands. “I suppose you are right. I’m sorry, I was just trying to have some fun…” she smiled as she started to head towards the door.
“You’re so funny. Well, I hope you get back soon. We have a full day ahead of us!” Bessie said as she started to get out of bed.
Darby smiled, then exited the room. “If she only knew…” she thought to herself. She then walked down the hallway and then made a turn to go towards the master bedroom of Gloria. She started to get nervous as she wondered what kind of playtime was going to happen to her today. She made it to Gloria’s bedroom door, and she checked her watch. It was 7am. Darby took a deep breath, then knocked on the door.
“Come in Dorothy…” a voice said behind the door.
Darby slowly opened the door and walked it. When she looked inside, she was amazed. It was a rather large bedroom, with deep red walls, paintings everywhere and a large black rug on the wooden floor. She then looked up and saw a massive king sized bed with a black bedspread with a large “W” on it, deep red pillows and four large wooden posts that ended with a red canopy over it. She walked towards the bed and she looked to her left. She saw the wall had what appeared to be door handles on it and figured it must be a closet. Then she jumped when she heard a voice from behind!
“There you are…” Gloria said with a menacing tone.
“Ya scared me!” Darby said as she turned around and faced Gloria who was dressed in just a garter belt, stockings and black heels. Darby’s eyes popped open as her boss was half naked, so she knew what was about to happen.
“I am glad I scared you…” Gloria said then started walking closer to Darby. “In fact, you should be scared. You have some explaining to do…..Dorothy…” she said with menace in her voice.
Darby didn’t know how to react as this was a much different tone that Gloria was showing than before. As Gloria approached her, she instinctively started to step backward and towards the wall. “H-how can I help you this morning?” she said, trying to figure out what was about to happen.
“You disappoint me……Dorothy..” Gloria responded, emphasizing the name “Dorothy”. She continued to walk with menace in her stance and was forcing Darby closer to the wall. “…I really liked you too, but you tried to make a fool out of me. How could you?”
Darby was now getting confused and very concerned. She didn’t like the way this conversation was going and she also noticed the emphasis on the name she used. Now her mind started to assess an escape route in case Gloria tried to harm her. “I-I made a fool out of ya? H-How so? I really like you and I would never do such a thing…”
Gloria stopped her approach and twisted her lips. Anger started to build up in her body towards this tall red-headed woman. It also angered her that Darby was playing innocent. “You DID make a fool out of me! You see, I am a very good judge of character and you tricked me. Now, you will pay a price for your ruse..” Gloria said. She then nodded her head and looked towards the closet door that was now opened!
“W-what are you talking about? I didn’t trick……..” Darby said, then felt pressure on her neck and she felt lightheaded, then saw darkness and fell to the floor in a heap.
Gloria looked at Darby’s passed out body on the floor and let out a sinister laugh. She then looked up and standing before her was Helga! “Good work! Now, strip her and let’s get her set up. Time to make this bitch sing…..” she smiled as she saw Helga lift Darby’s unconscious form off the floor.
Darby started to wake up and let out a small groan as she tried to get her senses in check. Her mind remembered the last thing she saw which was Gloria approaching her and saying things such as she was guilty of trying to trick her and was upset. Next thing she knew, she was out cold. Her eyes started to clear, and she wanted to rub her eyes, only to find out she couldn’t move her arms! A panic flowed through her body as she realized her arms were tied behind her back and slightly elevated, forcing her to lean forward. She also noticed she was kneeling on some kind of crate, her legs spread wide, and her ankles tied down. Then horror flowed through her mind as she realized she was topless! She recognized that she was still wearing underwear, otherwise she would be completely naked. She looked down and saw her breasts pointing downwards and freely in the air. She tried to move her hands, but her wrists were tied with rope, with her hands together. The way her arms were position, she had zero leverage to move them without dislocating something. “What the? W-where am I?” she gasped. Then she heard loud clacking of heels headed her way. She lifted her head and saw Gloria walking towards her and next to her a massive woman that had a long blond ponytail, and her body was ripped with muscles.
“Good to see you awake again…….Dorothy..” Gloria said, once again emphasizing the name. She loved the position Darby was in as there was no escape. She made it to Darby, and she placed her right hand under Darby’s chin and forced her head up so she could stare into Darby’s eyes. “You are probably wondering why I keep stressing your name……Dorothy. That’s because I know that is not your REAL name! I know you are not who you say you are….” she said with anger in her voice.
Darby felt her body grow cold as her undercover identity was compromised! But she still had to play it off because she was so close to breaking this case wide open. If she revealed her true identity, those poor women in the cavern below would be sold off! “W-what are you talking about? Muh name is Dorothy. Dorothy Watkins….” she said, trying to sound convincing.
“Oh really?” Gloria said sarcastically. She then rolled her eyes and then looked right back into Darby’s. Listen to me you tall bitch! I KNOW you are not Dorothy Watkins! I suggest you tell me who you really are and make this easy on yourself.” Gloria demanded.
“Please! You have to believe me! Muh name is Dorothy! Why are you doing this to me? Let me go Ma’am!” Darby begged.
Gloria then removed her finger from Darby’s chin and now she felt rage, but she calmed herself. She knew who Darby really was but wanted to force her red-headed victim to admit it. “So, you want to do this the hard way huh? Well, let me introduce you to my friend Helga. Helga is a Russian bounty hunter, and you know what she told me her favorite type of prey is? Tell her Helga….” Gloria smiled.
“Red headed bitches like you….” Helga grinned and let out an evil chuckle.
“And what do you like to do with red headed bitches, Helga?” Gloria asked with a twinkle in her eye.
“I like to torture them…..” Helga responded. She then locked her fingers together and then cracked her knuckles.
Darby’s eyes went wide with shock! She was about to be tortured? She was completely helpless and vulnerable. Her eyes darted around the room she was in, and it appeared to be a closet as she saw some articles of clothing hanging on the walls. She now realized she was in that closet she saw in Gloria’s room. The door was shut, and she was trapped! “No!!! Ya can’t torture me! I did nothing wrong! Let me go! Muh name is Dorothy! I don’t know what you are talking about!!!” she pleaded.
Gloria then placed her face directly into Darby’s. “The best part is…..I know your weakness..hehehe” she laughed evilly. She then planted a kiss on the tip of Darby’s nose and then grinned. “This is your last chance…why don’t you tell me who you really are….”
Darby felt her body go cold. She was trapped and she couldn’t escape. Gloria had threatened to torment her and the fact she mentioned her “weakness”, she knew exactly how this was going to go! “No!! Not that! Please don’t do that to me!” she begged.
“Then tell me who you really are, and we can avoid the horrific screaming you are about to do….” Gloria said, then her evil grin formed on her face again.
Darby didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t blow her cover! She couldn’t admit who she really is because if she did, the entire undercover operation would fail and worst yet, those poor women would have no one to save them. A chill of fear flowed through her as she knew she would have to endure the torture. She lowered her head and prepared herself to suffer. “I’m telling you….muh name is Dorothy..” she mumbled.
Gloria let out a loud evil laugh as she heard Darby’s response. She hoped her victim would try to resist. “Awww….wrong answer…” she cooed, then reached her hands forward. Since Darby’s arms were tied behind her back and slightly elevated, the armpits were vulnerable and she knew if Darby jerked too hard to try and block the fingers, she would dislocate her shoulder. Her fingertips made it the outside edges of the armpits and she started to lightly graze that skin. She saw Darby’s body tense up and start to shudder from the touch. “tickle tickle tickle…”
Darby started to grunt as she felt the fingertips grazing her very ticklish underarms and she did her best to try and hold in her laughter. The nails continued to scrape along her skin and soon, she started to let some laughs out. “C-c-come on! T-this tickles!” Darby whined, still trying to hold in her laughter.
“I know it tickles…that’s why I am doing it. I know exactly how ticklish you are…” Gloria smiled as her fingers were now scraping a little faster. She wanted to torture this woman and she actually hoped she would continue to defy her. It would give her reason to torture her. “Now again, WHO are you?”
Darby gritted her teeth as the tickling sensation was getting worse as time passed. Those nails were right on the outside edge of her armpits and when she tried to close her arms, she felt a sharp pain. This pain made her completely aware that she couldn’t wiggle around too much because she felt the torque on her shoulders. Then a giggle slipped out as she tried to beg for mercy. “hehehehe it tickles! I’m trying to tell ya, muh name is Dorothy! Hahahahahaha who else hahahaha would I be?” she giggled.
“I KNOW you’re lying! You are not Dorothy Watkins! You are a fraud and I intend to make you tell me who you are! Out with it!” Gloria demanded and then moved her nails to the center of Darby’s underarms.
“NOOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAPPPPP STAAAAAAAAAPPP!! IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OUCH!!!” Darby screamed out as she felt the tickling and twisted her body to avoid the fingers, which sent shockwaves of pain. She continued to feel the fingers in her hollows, and it started to get worse as the fingernails scratched along her delicate skin. She felt helpless because she could not protect herself. Even when she was tied down before, whether it was with La Diabla, or Madam Olivia, or even Gloria when they were back in Texas, she didn’t experience pain and could move her body around. Now, if she moved, she would feel pain so trying to keep still make the tickling even worse.
Gloria continued to tickle the armpits and loved finding particular sensitive spots. She felt pleasure in her own body as she looked at the tormented look on Darby’s face. She wanted to drive her victim completely crazy, so she started to press her fingertips deeper into the skin which only caused Darby to scream louder. A thrill went through her as she was inflicting more and more tickle punishment to her. She loved how Darby would close her eyes tight. She loved the way the mouth was wide open in a hysterical smile, the sound of the laughter coming out. Gloria remembered when she tickled Darby before in her house back in Texas and that was for sexual fun. Now, she was doing this to inflict a punishment. She had discovered Darby’s true identity and now her mission was to make Darby admit it. She then stopped the finger pressing and scraping along the armpits so she could ask Darby the question again.
Darby felt a sense of relief as she felt the fingers stop tickling her. Her eyes were getting wet from tears of laughter and her heart was racing. She took this moment to start breathing heavy and to beg for mercy. Her arms and shoulders were already aching and she needed to be set free. “Please…hehehehe please….stop tickling me…It tickles….hehehehehe…so much…” she gasped.
“You want the tickling to stop? Well…….WHO are you?!!” Gloria demanded.
Darby lowered her head, took a deep sigh and then looked up again. She had to find the will to not give up her true identity. “I’m trying to tell you……muh name…is Dorothy…please….let me free…I’m Dorothy…” she whimpered.
“Tsk tsk tsk….You sure are a stubborn one. You know who you really are, and you keep lying to me. I guess I haven’t tickled the truth out of you yet.” Gloria said. She was starting to enjoy this position and now wanted to inflict more tickle torture to really send a message to Darby. “If you don’t tell me, then I will have my friend Helga here, help me out. Just to let you know…she LOVES to torture women…” she threatened.
Helga had a huge grin on her face, and she hoped Darby would deny the truth again. She wanted to join in on this torture. “Da! I love tickle torture…” she smiled. She then walked to the Darby’s right side, close by her naked ass and face towards Darby’s back. She could see Darby’s wrists in the air, and her back was completely vulnerable. After watching Gloria do some tickling, she knew Darby was extremely ticklish and she was going to truly enjoy this.
“So….what’s your REAL name? Tell me, or you are going to suffer….” Gloria threatened, then positioned her fingertips right on the center of the exposed hollows.
Darby could already feel those fingertips tickling her and they didn’t even start. It also worried her that that mammoth of a woman was behind her, and she didn’t know what she was going to do. She started to think about Sheriff Dickerson and Mr. Michaels from the United States Department of Justice. They placed their faith in her to complete this mission. She had to fight the urge to reveal her identity because that would ruin the entire mission. Darby took a deep breath and looked at Gloria. “Muh name is Dorothy…why are you doing this to me? Please stop tickling me…..” she pleaded.
“I am deeply disappointed in your response, but then again, it makes me happy. Why? Because that means I get to……tickle….you even more! Helga….” Gloria grinned as she nodded towards the tall Russian woman. She then started to drill her fingers into the hollows and had a satisfied smile when she heard the hysterical laughter coming from Darby. She took her index fingers and dug them deeper into the flesh and she saw her victim’s head thrashing in ticklish agony.
Helga grinned when she saw what Gloria was doing and now it was her turn. She stared at Darby’s back, then took her left index finger and placed it right between Darby’s shoulder blades, then lightly traced it right down the spine. She slowly moved her finger across that skin, and she really loved how soft the skin was. Her finger made it to the small of the back and traced it to the top of Darby’s ass crack, only to reverse direction and now the finger traced up through the small of the back, to the lower back area, going up the spine and back at the shoulder blade area. Once she got it there, she drew lazy circles.
Darby screamed in agonizing laughter as not only did she feel fingers digging into her armpits, but she also felt that finger on her back. She felt the most horrific ticklish feeling as her back was very sensitive. Her back was never really tickled that much, so that sensation was really getting to her. She opened her eyes in a wild tickled look and she could see the look of evil satisfaction on Gloria’s face. Her eyes were watering up and when she felt that finger stroking down her back again, she lurched forward which put more pressure on her arms, which hurt her. “YA HAVE TO HAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAPP PLEASE!!!! STAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” she screamed in agony.
Gloria gave a wry smile as she heard Darby screaming. She just stared back at her and did not change her rhythm of the tickle torture. Her fingers were now exploring all over the armpits and she loved it. She felt Darby’s body quivering and it delighted her when she heard some squeals of pain as well. Her eyes then looked down and she saw Darby’s naked breasts jiggling. She knew she would eventually play with those sexy breasts, but right now, she wanted to inflict as much tickle torment as possible in these precious armpits. Gloria was going to break Darby and she had all day to do so if necessary.
Helga continued her finger stroking on the back and loved it when she got to the top of the ass crack. She knew when she goes lower, this tickle victim was going to lose her mind. Her finger now concentrated on the small of the back and she wanted to prolong the torture. She didn’t want to outpace Gloria as this was not her subject. Her role was to supplement Gloria so she couldn’t go all in. She did look forward to playing with more of this sexy woman and if this was a one-on-one encounter, she would absolutely love to inflict her ruthless style on this soft body. Helga was impressed with Darby’s physical stature as she was a tall one. She was taller, but not by much. Darby was not as muscular as her, but she was toned. She wished she could have a one on one battle because she truly enjoyed beating tall women. Helga then traced her finger from the small of the back and went across it, heading towards the exposed sides. She really enjoyed the tremors she felt from Darby’s body.
Darby felt the Helga’s finger wandering to her sides and it felt horrific. The light touch that the tall woman was giving her was worse than she could imagine. She felt chills from her body and knew the hairs on her body were standing up. What frustrated her was she couldn’t writhe her body too much or pain would be present in her shoulders. Even with that light tickling on her back and teasing her sides, what really stood out was the horrific tickling in her armpits. She looked up at Gloria’s face and saw an evil look in her face. Darby could feel her lungs burning as her laughter started to increase. Now, she felt a tear of laughter falling down her cheek.
“I will be honest, seeing you suffer has always been a turn on. You have such sweet laughter, but this time, I want your laughter to be that of suffering. You keep thinking you can hold off, but like I told you earlier, I know you are not Dorothy. I know this and you know this. Just how long you want to suffer is up to you. In a way, keep holding out because eventually I will get to those big feet of yours….” Gloria said with a menacing tone as she paused her armpit tickling.
Darby’s felt a sensation of fear grip her body as she heard the threat against her feet. Now, she was very concerned because her feet were always the absolute most ticklish spot on her body. She started to consider her position and knew if her feet were touched, she may break and the entire secret mission would be foiled. She considered giving another name, but if she did that would be admitting her name “Dorothy” was a ruse and Gloria would keep pressing on. Darby decided she would have to keep fighting and hopefully convince Gloria that she was indeed “Dorothy”, a hardworking maid. “Muh name….hehehehe is….Dorothy…..please…..stop tickling me…..” she giggled.
Helga paused her tickling and listened to Gloria teasing and threatening Darby. When she heard Gloria mention big feet, that gave her a thrill. She looked down and saw the vulnerable bare feet. She then moved her body to get completely behind Darby and observed the prisoner. She loved looking at that panty covered bottom and when her eyes went down to the barefeet that were hanging off the edge of the crate, she gasped, and she felt her heart race. Before her eyes were rather large and meaty soles, with a deep shade of pink on the skin. She absolutely loved the look of those feet as they looked extraordinarily soft and tender. She loved how big they were, they weren’t as big as her own size 13s, but they were close. Now her mind started to wonder how they would feel, how they would respond to her touch. “My, my, my. You have beautiful feet…” she said, unable to help herself from admiring them.
Gloria heard this and she looked up at her Russian assistant. “Yes, she does have very beautiful feet. They are perfect. You should find out how soft and tender they are. The best part is, they are EXTREMELY ticklish. She is going to go absolutely crazy when we tickle those BIG feet of hers. But not yet my friend. We will save them for last. I want her to realize what ticklish hell awaits her if she does not tell me who she really is….”
Darby started to grunt as she heard the conversation about her feet. She hated when her feet were threatened as they are very sensitive to tickling. She had a feeling the tall brute of a woman was staring at her exposed feet and now she was nervous. She did hear Gloria tell the woman to not tickle her feet yet, but it still made her very nervous. Darby shook her head and tried to reason with Gloria. “Please…Ms. Wellington. You got to stop this! I’m telling ya, muh name is Dorothy! I am your maid. Please stop trying to torture me….I just want to do a good job. Why would I lie to you?” she pleaded.
Gloria could only smirk as she heard Darby’s begging. This only meant that her torture was slowly breaking down the red headed woman. She then placed her face back into Darby’s and grinned. “I know you’re lying…I know your name is not Dorothy. You are lying to me. You tried to take me for a fool. So, not only do I need to know your real name, but I want to know WHY you wanted to be my maid. I really suggest you tell me, because I am going to tickle you until you lose your mind….” she threatened.
“You have to believe me! Muh name is Dorothy! Please!! Muh name is Dorothy!” Darby screamed, trying to get Gloria to believe her. Then she grunted and her body twitched as she felt fingers on the small of her back again, and they drifted to her sides. The tickling was very soft, but it still caused a great deal of agony to her. “P-please..make her staahahahahahahaha!” she laughed.
Helga loved stroking this delicate skin and she truly enjoyed how soft it was. When her fingers got close to the sides, she saw the body tremble. Standing behind Darby, between the two ankles with that panty covered ass pressing into her stomach, she reached her hands forward and started to “lobster claw” the sides and she absolutely loved the reaction she got.
Darby screamed in ticklish agony as she felt those hands squeezing her sides. She realized those hands were very strong and the pressure into her sides really tickled her. She also felt a surge of pain as her shoulders were wretched when she lurched forward responding to the tickling of her sides. Her arms were hurting as the torque being applied to them was great. She would laugh, but also wince in pain. Darby was getting worried. The way she was tied, there was absolutely no escape at all. She had no idea how she was going to get out of this as Gloria seemed determined to torture her.
Gloria enjoyed seeing Darby scream ticklish laughter mixed with painful winces. She then reached each index finger forward and placed the tips directly on the sides of Darby’s breasts and wriggled the fingers in that sensitive flesh. The look on Darby’s face absolutely delighted her and she wriggled her fingers even faster. She enjoyed listening to the laughter and now she pressed on. She wanted to increase the intensity to send a message to Darby that it was going to be a long day if she didn’t give her what she wanted. “WHO are you?!” Gloria demanded.
Darby heard the question, and she couldn’t even answer right now. The feeling of those fingers on the sides of her breasts were driving her crazy. Gloria had found a very sensitive spot on her body and the ticklish intensity flowed through her. It also didn’t help she felt her lower sides by her hips being squeezed by some very strong hands. She involuntarily jerked her hips, trying to avoid moving her upperbody to avoid hurting herself. But then it went back to the sides of her breasts and her small movements caused slight pain in her arms. “I’M HAHAHAHAHAHA DOROTHY!!HAHAHAHAHA DOROTHY!!!” she screamed, still trying to hold out.
Helga was really starting to get into this as she heard Darby’s refusal to break. It gave her license to really inflict intense tickle torture. She thought about how much she enjoyed breaking the young ladies who would become sex slaves with tickling, now breaking a woman with the physical stature of Darby would be a thrill. She then squeezed right into the hipbones and hearing the intensity of Darby’s laughter made her smile. She felt a surge of dominance flowing through her and she wished Gloria would turn over all the tickling duties to her. She then stared at Darby’s ass, still hiding inside the underwear. She wanted to tear them off and have her way with Darby’s ass and pussy. Her excitement started to grow as she saw the hips wriggling more as her hands squeezed the hipbones with greater intensity. Using her strength, she was able to dig deeper into the hipbones, trying to draw out the most horrific laughter as she could.
Gloria continued her finger spinning torment and a thrill went through her when she saw Darby’s head drop. She saw the red hair starting to come undone from the bun it was in and it was starting to be a sweaty mess. This was a sign of Darby starting to lose her will. She then looked at Helga and nodded her head, indicating to stop the tickling right now. She removed her own fingers and then used her left hand to lift Darby’s head up. Gloria could see the exhaustion starting to be more apparent in the face and it was time to push harder. “Now dear, ready to tell me who you really are? We both know you are not Dorothy. So why do you keep refusing to answer my question? All you have to do is tell me who you really are, and this can all end….” Gloria said in a calm voice. She then leaned down and gave a kiss to Darby’s sweaty forehead. “…it can all end and then we can have some more pleasurable things. Just like that other night…”
Darby continued to breathe hard as she tried to recover from the tickling she just endured. She could feel her hair coming undone and feeling the sweat on her face. She looked at Gloria’s face and, in that moment, she saw the same face she saw nights ago when their tickling moment was more sensual, even though it drove her crazy. She started to feel some arousal as the kiss on her forehead felt nice. It was soothing and the tickling had stopped. Maybe Gloria was just trying to test her. Maybe this was part of her “games” where she wanted to send her maids into a ticklish frenzy just to drive up the intensity. Darby started to think that maybe her cover wasn’t blown, this was all part of the game. She had to keep with the idea that she was indeed “Dorothy Watkins”.
Helga looked at Gloria teasing Darby and she wanted to do more. She wanted to inflict ruthless tickle torture on that sweet young body. “Madam, let me have some fun with her. When I am done with her, she will tell you want you want to know…” she offered.
Gloria looked up and saw the look of desire in Helga’s eyes. She never witnessed Helga torturing the girls, but she knew how ruthless she was because each girl looked broken by the time Helga finished with them. She wanted Darby to suffer, and now she could sit back and watch it all happen. “Have fun with her, but DO NOT touch her feet or her pussy…I want those myself..” Gloria smiled. She then stepped back and started to rub her naked breasts in anticipation of this torture.
Darby looked at Gloria in shock as her ticklish body was just offered to this huge woman behind her. She didn’t know how rough that woman could be, but just feeling how strong her hands were mere moments earlier, she knew she was in a heap of trouble. Panic started to set in, and she couldn’t help but beg! “NO!! PLEASE DON’T TICKLE ME!!!”
Helga gave an evil chuckle as she stepped from behind Dorothy and went directly into her face. She definitely thought Darby had a very beautiful face and what made it even more beautiful was the look of abject fear on it. “You see, I am really going to enjoy this whoever you really are…I suggest you tell the truth right now, or I will have to……” Helga started, then paused for dramatic effect. She looked on at Darby’s panicked face and she couldn’t help but smile. “……..torture you. I mean, I am really…..really……going to torture you…” she finished.
Darby looked at Helga’s face in horror. Just the sound of her voice scared her. This woman was a walking muscle and didn’t look soft at all. Now Darby started to think was keeping her identity guarded worth what she was sure to be hell on earth? She then closed her eyes and lowered her head. “I’m telling ya the truth..muh name is…..Dorothy..” she said in a lower voice, knowing she was about to suffer for this decision.
“Good! You continue to lie to me…” Helga said with delight in her voice. She then took her right hand, grabbed Darby’s chin and lifted her head. “My name is Helga. I will be your worst nightmare….” she said, then let Darby’s head drop again. She then stood up and walked towards Darby’s exposed left side. Now she was standing next to Darby, facing towards her head, her own right leg and hip next to Darby’s body and she reached her hands on either side of Darby’s body and placed them on the ribcage. “This is going to really tickle…” she laughed as she then started to press her fingers and squeezed the ribcage.
“OWWWW!!!! NOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Darby screeched as she felt those very powerful fingers in her ribs. The right hand of Helga was pressing and squeezing her right ribcage and her left hand on her left ribcage. The ticklish sensation was far more intense than what she ever felt before. This woman was STRONG!!! Pain also went through her body as her body was writhing, which only applied more pressure on her arms and now her shoulders were aching. She didn’t know what to do! There was no way she could keep still as she felt the fingers digging deeper into the cage, finding all the sensitive spots. It was as though Helga’s fingers found each sensitive spot between her ribs and it tickled like hell. Her hips started to sway, her feet were wriggling around, and she clenched her fingers. Forced hysterical laughter flowed through her mouth and now she saw Gloria who managed to sit down on a chair and had this look of glee in her eyes.
Gloria watched the tickle torture Helga was applying and she felt a surge of excitement. Looking at Darby’s tortured face made her swoon in lust. She could see Helga’s biceps bulging so she knew the Russian woman was applying a lot of strength in her tickling. Gloria felt her nipples hardening and she couldn’t help but rub them. She chuckled to herself as she saw Darby staring at her. She wanted her maid to see how much she enjoyed this. Because it would send a signal to her that she wanted her to suffer for a very long time.
Helga continued her tickling of Darby’s ribs and she felt a tingle between her own legs. There was something about this woman’s laughter that made her feel lust in her loins. She then moved her hands up and down each respective ribcage in a rapid fashion, almost as though she was “typing” on the firm ribs. She noticed that when she moved her hands faster, Darby’s screams would get louder. “Come on ticklish girl…just tell Helga your real name and this could be allllll over…..” Helga teased.
Darby continued to scream in laughter as she felt those really strong hands on her ribs. The constant pressing and “typing” was brutal. Whenever the finger pressed into her skin, a strong jolt of ticklish energy ripped through her. With each touch her body jerked around and flashes of pain would also rip through her. This woman was definitely not like Gloria. Gloria’s style was to tickle the surface of her skin, with a few presses into her body. This massive woman was pressing deep into her skin, directly into her muscles so the tickling sensation was much worse. Her head started to shake, her body was straining and sweat was starting to come out a lot more. Darby felt her lungs burning and exhaustion was already setting in. This evil woman was very effective in her tickling style!
Gloria felt the pangs of lust growing in her body as she witnessed true tickle torture. The look on Darby’s face, that sheer look of terror really made her wet between her legs. She watched at how Helga’s fingers were moving on Darby’s body, and she loved it. This was more fun than when she saw her maids tickling each other in one of her lust filled activities. This was brutal tickle torture, not sexual teasing. Although she did start thinking about Darby’s sexual places. She remembered having fun with those naked breasts before and she watched them wiggle around as they hung towards the crate. She loved how pink the nipples were, and how sensitive they were. She started to get more hot thinking about Darby’s breasts, she just blurted out, “TICKLE HER NIPPLES!!”. She then rubbed her breasts more, hoping to see those vulnerable breasts get played with.
Helga paused her rib tickling and looked up at Gloria. She could see her rubbing her own breasts and knew she was in deep lust right now. She wanted to keep torturing the ribs but might as well keep the woman who was paying her happy. “As you wish…..” she smiled. From her position, she reached under Darby’s body with her hands and moved them towards the breasts. Her fingers found the two nipples and using a soft touch, she started to caress them. Helga wanted the nipples to respond as they would end up more sensitive to touch. Then, she could really torment them.
Darby gasped as she felt those same strong hands now softly touching and caressing her nipples. She was feeling so sensitive right now so that touch really made her react. Once again, she jerked her body, causing pain in her shoulders and arms but then she settled down and just endured the groping of her naked breasts. This wasn’t a painful torture and it surprised her how gentle this woman could touch her there. Then she felt some fear as she felt her nipples responding. The buds started to get stiff, and Darby was not pleased her body was going to respond this way. This overall situation was not sexual, it was torture, yet her body still reacted. Now, memories of that first day in the barn with La Diabla flowed through her mind. That was also a torture session, and her body responded the same way. Darby feared that even with torture, her body was going to react sexually, which only made her more vulnerable. Her mind wanted this to stop, but now her body was loving it. She lowered her head and watched the fingers softly touching her now stiff nipples and it was mesmerizing. The fingers moved slowly and with pleasurable intentions. Now, Darby felt herself getting aroused. Her mind wondered why does she have to get aroused in a time like this??
Gloria was about to lose it. She watched the tender touches on the nipples and she LOVED it! She saw the pink buds starting to swell in pleasure and she licked her lips. She knew Darby was getting horny and from previous experiences, made her even more ticklish. She was now hoping that Helga would tickle those nipples. She bit her lower lip and started tugging and rubbing her own breasts. “Oooh I love those nipples…” she moaned in pleasure.
Helga watched Gloria and it amused her. Her boss was truly enjoying what she was doing, and she had to admit, it was very arousing to watch it. She now took her thumb and index finger on each hand to grasp each nipple and gently tugged at them. She could feel the stiff nipples responding, now it was time to inflict some torture on them. Now her fingers started to diddle on them, trying to see if they would respond to a ticklish touch. She was delighted as she felt Darby’s body jerk a little giggle coming out. Jackpot! These breasts were ticklish, now it was time to inflict more torture!
Darby loved the way the fingers were touching her breasts, much to her mind’s dismay. Now she felt the fingers lightly fluttering across her nipples and she felt the ticklish sensations building up. A small giggle came out from her mouth and the realization that her very sensitive breasts were about to be tortured. “Nooooooooo….please hehehehe don’t tickle muh nipples…” she pleaded.
Helga heard the soft pleading, then lowered her head and managed to get her lips near Darby’s ears. “You know I am really going to tickle these nipples of yours. I will tickle them until you want to burst! I know you are getting hot, so I am going to take your body and make it mine….” she whispered. She then increased the speed of her nipple flickering and now stronger giggles came out. This was the response she wanted as she now slowly moved her hands to the bottom of Darby’s breasts. She now lightly fluttered her hands across the extremely sensitive skin.
“NOOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MUH BREASTS!!!!” Darby screamed to the top of her lungs as she felt those fingers tickling under her breasts. With her breasts hanging down, that delicate skin underneath her breasts and going into her abdomen was completely exposed. Her own breasts couldn’t protect that area and now she felt even more vulnerable. The ticklish sensations were more acute, and the agony was growing. She honestly did not know how much longer she would be able to hold out. The ticklish feelings were truly agonizing, and she truly feared she was going to break. Just like she broke when La Diabla tormented her in that barn that fateful day.
Helga continued to tickle the delicate skin under the breasts. She went for a very light touch, that was slow and deliberate. She knew this method would really drive the ticklish sensations to another level. It did have some benefits as the skin was so soft and supple. The screams of ticklish agony thrilled her. She now lightly tapped her fingers on that skin, then use the tips of her nails and very softly stroked them on the skin. She felt Darby’s breasts jiggling and she absolutely loved it. Helga watched the body twitching and shaking and when she looked at the tied up wrists and arms, she knew her victim had no chance of escape.
Gloria was on fire at this moment. Looking at the twisted ticklish agony on Darby’s face was really driving her crazy with lust. She now spread her legs open while sitting down and without any shame, took her right hand and started to rub between her legs. Watching Darby’s hanging breasts looked so erotic, the ticklish laughter full of sexual energy. “Keep torturing her…..that’s right, tickle those tits!” she barked out as her hand started to rub faster.
Darby looked at Gloria rubbing herself and she felt humiliated. Once again, this woman was getting off on her ticklish situation. Her eyes then shut tight again as the fingers below her breasts were sending her into hell. “YA GOT TO STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!!” she screamed out. She started to move her hips and did her best to not move her upperbody too much as she could still feel pain. Darby could only hope this woman would show some mercy.
Helga loved hearing Gloria’s words. She continued to tickle the undersides and then started to move her fingers around the breasts. She loved the curve of those hanging tits and did a small gasp as she felt how soft the skin was. This red headed victim was soft everywhere. Thoughts of how soft Darby was between her legs now filled Helga’s mind and she started to get anxious. She wanted to tear that underwear off and have her way with the special place. Now, she decided to move her hands down and started to tickle the ribs again. Helga smiled as she heard a desperate squeal and figured she hit a hot spot. Her fingers continued to probe the ribs and then she went back to the breasts, now lightly teasing the nipples.
Gloria was getting more and more aroused as she watched Helga tickle torturing Darby. Her hand started to move faster and she knew she would have an orgasm soon. Then she stopped rubbing herself and took a deep breath. She did this on purpose because she wanted to remain in a high arousal state so she could watch Darby suffer more before she came. Gloria loved edging herself, and now it was time to have some fun. She slowly got up from her chair and started to walk seductively towards Darby’s head. She nodded at Helga, indicating she wanted her to stop tickling. A sadistic grin formed on her face and when she finally made it to Darby’s body, she placed her face directly into Darby’s. Gloria waited for Darby to open her eyes and when she finally did, she spoke to her. “Now….who are you? Tell me the truth or what I say next, you won’t like…”
Darby continued to breathe hard as she tried to recover from the breasts and rib tickling. Her body felt so sensitive, and it was breaking her down. Now she looked at Gloria’s face in hers and she knew this was not going to go well. “I-I-I’m telling you the truth….muh name is…….Dorothy….please… no more torture…” she panted. She still fought the urge to not reveal her identity, even though she knew she was about to suffer more. She hoped Gloria would stop playing this game and believe her.
Gloria shook her head like a disappointed mother speaking to her child. “Tsk tsk tsk….well, I gave you the opportunity. Now, I have to take this to the next level…” Gloria said in a disappointed voice. She then lowered her head, took a deep breath, then looked up into Darby’s eyes. “….I guess we will just have to tickle your feet for you to admit who you really are…” she said then had a huge smile on her face.
Darby’s eyes popped wide open as she heard what Gloria just told her. “No!!! Ya can’t do that!!! No! PLEASE!!! NOT MUH FEET!!!” she begged. She did not want her feet to be touched! She knew not only would it tickle like hell, but she would jerk her body around and she may just dislocate her shoulders. She saw Gloria in her face and now that grin looked really evil.
“You sound scared sweetie! Well…. YOU SHOULD BE!!! Now, tell me. WHO are you? If you don’t tell me the truth, those precious, BIG, tender, ticklish feet of yours are going to really suffer. Now, who are you really?” Gloria threatened.
Darby heard the threat and she wanted to cry. She truly did not want her feet touched right now. Her body was very vulnerable, which made her very sensitive. Her mind began to race as she thought about giving up her identity, which would completely ruin her assignment. It would also mean those poor young women would be sold off and it would be her fault that she couldn’t save them. An image of one of them, Cheyenne, filled her mind and she thought about that sad face. But her feet were insanely ticklish. She was going to suffer greatly from them being tickled. Her body currently ached and she was so tired. She knew what she had to do. “Please! You can’t tickle muh feet…Muh name….Muh name is…..Dorothy…” she said, the her head slumped down.
Gloria could only shake her head as she heard the response. “You know, I was hoping you would still fight me. I have been wanting to tickle those feet of yours so badly….” she said as she then stood up and started to walk towards the area behind Dorothy. She could feel her heart racing as her excitement started to build. She absolutely could not wait to touch those feet. Memories of tickling them that first night when she inspected them, then the next night when she tickled them and even used one of the feet to rub an orgasm out of her, and then finally she got to tickle a foot as her other maid Bessie ate her out. Gloria was excited because now, she could tickle torture the feet with no mercy. She saw Helga also walking back towards behind Dorothy and when she got there, she looked down and her heart almost stopped. She was now staring at the soles of those feet, and it made her really excited. The deep pink color really made the skin looked very delicate and from her past experiences with these feet, she knew just how soft they were. Gloria felt a chill go through her body as she truly adored these feet and now, they were all hers.
Helga made it to the back and stood next to Gloria to her left. She also began to gaze at the bottoms of those feet, and she really loved what she saw. She liked how big they were, how meaty the feet were and how thick the toes were. She wondered how soft they were as they did look extremely soft. “May I tickle her feet?” she asked.
“Oh you will..but these feet are mine first….” Gloria grinned. She could see the excitement on Helga’s face and understood the anxiety. Darby’s feet were the most perfect feet she ever laid her eyes on. She then knelt down on the floor and went towards the upturned right foot. She saw that foot twitching nervously and her own anticipation was at a fever pitch. She started to reach her hand forward and noticed it was trembling a little. She smiled because she knew how excited she was to once again play with these feet. It also delighted her knowing that she could torture these feet for as long as she liked because this wasn’t about just sex. This was about punishing this woman who lied to her. Once her fingers made it to the sole, she took her index finger of her right hand and poked the sole right in the middle of the arch.
“HEY!!!! Please….please don’t touch muh feet….” Darby pleaded as she felt that finger poking her foot. She could feel the ticklish tremors in her body and because she was already worn out, the sensation had extra intensity. Fear gripped her body as her most ticklish spot was completely vulnerable. She started to wriggle her foot, hoping subconsciously that it would be able to get away from the tickle torment.
Gloria’s lips formed an evil smile as she started to poke the foot repeatedly. She absolutely loved how soft the foot was and how much it was wriggling around. She then poked her index finger in the ball of the foot and heard a ticklish giggle coming from Darby. She loved the sound of that giggle. So girly like and sweet. Flashbacks of those nights with these feet flooded her mind and she couldn’t hold out any longer! She now started to spider walk her fingers down the length of the sole, starting at the heel and trickling down into the arch, then the ball of the foot and then the base of those wiggling toes.
“NOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAA STAAAAAAAPPPPPPPHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPP!!!!” Darby shrieked in ticklish agony as she felt the fingers fluttering down her foot. The feeling was very intense, and she felt it all through her aching body. She even contorted her upper body and now pain shot through her as her shoulders were wretched. Then the intense tickling feeling returned to her mind as fingers were dancing in her arch. She absolutely hated having her feet tickled because it drove her insane. This was her weakness and she wondered how long she would be able to hold up.
Helga lost her breath in shock as she heard the maniacal laughter coming from Darby. She knew women had very ticklish feet, but this particular woman had REALLY ticklish feet. She watched in amazement as she saw Gloria’s fingers going up and down that precious foot and it made her really excited. As she watched the fingers dancing on that pink sole, she paid close attention to which spots seemed to make the victim scream more. It was hard to tell because it looked like every part of that foot was extremely sensitive. Helga looked up and even saw Darby’s body wriggling around and she knew that she must be in pain too. But it seemed like the victim didn’t care as the tickling was much worse. Helga could not wait until she got her chance at those perfect pink feet.
Gloria continued to flutter her fingers up and down the sole and now she used her left hand to grab the toes to hold the foot still. Once she got it under some control, she used the pads of her fingers to gently flutter down the sole. The incredible softness felt nice on her fingers and she loved how the fingers would stimulate that skin. She could hear Darby’s shrieks of laughter and knew she was tormenting her. A wry smile formed on her face because she knew this was the beginning. She was barely touching this foot and when she decided to really apply tickle pressure on the foot, she would make this lying woman’s mind snap. Gloria decided she wanted to prolong the torture so she would play nice to the foot, then when going for the kill, she would really tickle the life out of her victim. A fun thought then popped into her mind. This was only ONE foot. Her eyes looked over at the left foot and saw it wriggling as well. She knew from previous experiences, that foot was even more ticklish.
Darby continued to laugh with reckless abandon as she felt the fingers dancing on her foot. She also recognized that this was very light touching and not hard core torture. Fear grew within her knowing that most likely, Gloria was going to really torment her. She was laughing uncontrollably now, what was going to happen when it got worse? She closed her eyes and tried to focus on something else. But even in her own mind she could imagine the bottom of her foot and it was at the mercy of a woman intent to destroy her. “PLEASE!!!! YA GOT TO STOP THIS!! I’M TICKLISHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she continued to laugh.
“Yes, I know you are ticklish. I know you are REALLY ticklish on this sweet, soft foot of yours. But you chose for this to happen, so……..SUFFER!!” Gloria responded to Darby’s pleading. She then drummed her fingertips a little faster across the sole and focused on the instep. She took the pad of her index finger and stroked it softly along the instep where it led into the arch. She winced for a moment as she heard a very loud shrill like laugh coming from her victim. Now she felt her own nipples throbbing because this foot was getting tortured. Her eyes then looked at a certain spot on the foot. The spot right in the center of the foot, where the ball of the foot met the arch. She stopped her instep tickling and just focused on that area. She remembered how sensitive it was there and now it was time to explore it.
Helga was enjoying the show before her. She would see Gloria apply her fingers to that sole and the screams Darby gave were perfect for her. Her anxiousness also started to increase as she wanted a piece of this action. She then decided that since she couldn’t play with those perfect feet yet, she might as well double the torment on the body. She walked over to Darby’s left side and reached her left hand under and started to tickle Darby’s vulnerable belly. Her fingers lightly scribbled on that flesh, and it felt wonderful to her. The skin was soft, but also very firm.
Darby’s eyes went really wide with surprise as she felt those fingers playing with her stomach. She tried to raise her stomach, and arching her back, which only caused pain in her shoulders. The pain wasn’t long, but the tickling sensation was definitely there. The feeling of those fingers on her belly, combined with fingers on her foot was getting to be a lot. “HAHAHAHAHAHA YA GOT TO STOP!!! PLEASE!!! HAHAHAHAHA I’M BEGGING YA!!!!!! PPPPLLLLLLEEEEAAAAAAASSSEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” she begged.
Gloria chuckled as she listened to Darby’s screams. She also looked up and saw Helga standing next to Darby and from her vantage point, she could see Helga’s fingers tickling the belly. This did amuse her as she knew Darby was suffering. Her eyes then went back to the spot she was focusing one and took the very tip of her fingernail and did small, deliberate circles on that spot. She laughed to herself as she saw the foot clench up and started to shake wildly, making her fingers come off the flesh. She then used her left hand to grab the foot and it took some effort to held that foot still, then drag her fingernail once again in that area. She felt the foot trying to free itself from her grasp, so she held on. The foot was large, so she definitely had to put in some effort. She then started to sink her nail into the flesh, eliciting further tickle torment.
Darby continued to shriek in ticklish agony as she felt that fingernail drilling into the bottom of her foot. She tried to wriggle her foot, but she felt that hand holding her foot still. All she could do was make her foot quiver as much as she could, but it was no use. On top of this torment, those fingers on her stomach did not make things any better. She felt the fingers probing all over her stomach and getting dangerously close to her belly button. All of this was getting to be way too much for her, and she just kept begging. “HAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! YOU ARE TORTURING ME!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!!!”
Helga loved the screaming she heard from this victim. Her fingers were now creeping up towards the edges of the stomach, getting closer to the sides of the body and once it got there, she started to lightly flutter her fingers on that exposed left side. She smiled when she saw Darby’s body lurch towards the right side, trying to escape the fingers and heard a yelp of pain. She shook her head wondering why this sexy woman just didn’t break and give Gloria what she wanted. Helga had a little admiration for this woman as she had fight in her, but it also motivated her to keep her own tickling going because the tougher the woman, the more satisfying it was to break them. She then started to stroke her fingers back towards the belly so she could play with that spot again.
Gloria continued to do very small circles on that spot of Darby’s right foot. She liked how the skin turned white in contrast to the rest of the deep pink color on the rest of the sole. As her circles continued, she started to press into the skin which caused more foot trembling and the laughter got louder. What she also really enjoyed was the amazing soft skin. It truly felt extraordinarily soft, and she felt another tingle of lust between her legs. She was still on the edge of heated lust and tickling this foot was making her more and more horny. Now, she stopped the tickling and reached out to Helga. “Stop for a moment please…” she told her. When she saw the massive Russian woman stop, she then stood up and started to walk back towards Darby’s head on the right side and when she got there, she smiled. Darby’s face was a total mess. She could see how her pale skin was red as she was screaming as loud as she could. The face was glistening with sweat, and the hair was becoming very soaked in sweat. This really made her feel good.
Darby felt the fingers stop tickling her and all she could do was breathe heavily, doing her best to recover. Having these two women tickle her was horrific. Her lungs were burning, and her body ached even more. She even felt some drool coming from her mouth. Her eyes were watery, and she was on the verge of crying. She saw Gloria now standing in front of her and she tried her best to beg. “please…no more…no more….” she whimpered.
“Awwww…is my big liar getting tired of this? Well, you can make it all end if you simply tell me….. WHO ARE YOU????!!!” Gloria demanded. She then reached her right hand back and gave a semi hard slap on Darby’s left cheek. She then leaned closer into Darby’s face and sneered. “Tell me who you are really are or I will torture you until you do. You know how much I love your feet. I could play with them forever. But I won’t play with them. When I go back there, I am going to TORTURE them. So, WHO ARE YOU???!!!”
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UP NEXT: Does Darby break? And, La Diabla looks for Cheyenne!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? Darby is in trouble, but will she hold out? Stay tuned for part 3 to find out!
PART 2
THE NEXT DAY
Darby looked out of the carriage as she was making her way to a home that Gloria Wellington owned. She marveled at the sights as she saw what appeared to be palm trees and the grass was green. The sights of California were impressive, and she could even smell salt in the air. She was getting closer to the ocean and felt an excitement since she never saw an ocean before. She saw pictures of the Atlantic ocean and some of the Pacific Ocean, but never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine she would see an ocean in person. This trip itself was amazing as she rode on the train for the past few days, in a luxury cabin of the train. Sitting next to her was her fellow maid Bessie, and she could tell she was just as excited. The two of them really got closer to one another as they spent a lot of time with each other on this trip. Since they were not cleaning a huge mansion, they didn’t have much to do, just attend to Gloria’s comforts. They would stay up late and just have conversations. She found Bessie to be very engaging and had a sense of leadership in her. This was definitely a positive experience while being undercover. Darby wished she could tell Bessie who she really was, but she had to complete her mission.
“Can you believe what we are seeing Dorothy??” Bessie said with excitement in her voice. Being from a very small town, seeing the beautiful sights in California blew her mind away. She couldn’t help but smile and her adrenaline was flowing. Bessie enjoyed the journey to this exotic place. She was happy she got to spend time with her fellow maid and even with Gloria, everything was going very well. Now, as her eyes stared at the palm trees, she couldn’t wait to see the Pacific Ocean. “I am so excited! California is a beautiful place!”
“Yeah it is, you are definitely right about that…” Darby responded. She then looked over at Gloria Wellington who had a calm look on her face. Darby figured Gloria has been here often so there wasn’t an excitement. She was a little concerned however. During the entire journey, Gloria seemed kind of distant to her. There were no flirty glances, there wasn’t even an attempt to seduce her. Her boss didn’t even seem to smile at her. There were a few occasions that she saw Gloria staring directly at her, like she was focused on something. She didn’t know what may have happened, but Gloria’s demeanor changed when they were leaving the mansion. Darby had to stay focused. She was getting close to possibly gaining the vital confirmation that Gloria ran a sex trafficking ring and once she settled into their destination, she was going to search for more clues.
Bessie started to get fidgety in her seat as the carriage finally made it to a large gate. She looked out the window and even saw a seagull flying by. She rubbed her hands together as it was almost time. “We must be here!” she grinned.
Darby looked out the window and she could see the large black gate and fence. The carriage came to a stop and the driver of the carriage opened the door and Bessie stepped out first, and Darby followed. Darby stretched her legs and looked around. The place looked absolutely magnificent. Beyond the black gate and fence, there was a path that led to a 3-story mansion that looked really large. The front door was under some kind of wooden canopy that covered the porch with two sets of stairs that led up to the porch. She could see the large windows on the first floor, and then the curtains on the second and third floors covering the smaller windows. The path went through a large area of bright green grass with trees adorning the outside of the house. Darby looked towards the left of the house and she could see the sky. The house stood on top of the edge of a bluff that overlooked a cove. She could smell the ocean air and the sounds of seagulls were floating in the air. “This place sure is beautiful…” she mumbled. Then she felt an elbow in her side and she saw Bessie smiling at her.
“This place looks absolutely gorgeous!” Bessie said in a lowered voice, but with much enthusiasm. She then turned her head and saw Gloria stepping out of the carriage. She knew she had to make sure she was taking care of, so she awaited the commands.
Gloria stepped out of carriage and taking the hand of the driver, carefully stepped down the step ladder and made it to the ground. It was a long journey, and she was a little tired, but she did feel some comfort as she looked over at the house. This house was very important to her and her business. A small thrill started to flow through her body as she knew her business partner, Priscilla Montenegro should be here already. She did look forward to finishing the business and then go back to her home in Texas. Being in California was a pleasurable time, but the longer she stayed, the more possibility that her whole operation could be discovered. Gloria thought about the small town that was a mile from this place. The name of the town was Santa Selena, and it only had a population of 400 people. It was secluded and there were other wealthy people that would visit her and have homes. She then began to walk towards the gate, but before she entered, she looked at her two maids. “Bessie, Dorothy, come with me. The men will carry our luggage in. I want you both to start getting things ready for me.”
Darby nodded her head and she then followed Gloria past the gate and now she was on the dirt path that was leading to the house. As she walked, she just kept noticing the scenery and she was so impressed. Her hometown of Plotsville was definitely not this nice and had this kind of scenery. The trio of ladies made it to the front porch, and she watched Gloria unlock the door with a key, then opened it. Darby then walked inside, and she was blown away by the majesty of the place. She was in a foyer that was quite large and even had a few chairs and sofas. There was a large staircase that was painted white that seemed to lead to the heavens, and there were multiple hallways that seemed to lead to different parts of the mansion. Darby walked over to the stairs and noticed when it got to the second floor, there was another set of stairs that led to the third floor. “This place is really nice Ma’am.” she complimented.
“Thank you Dorothy. Now, you two follow me and I will show you where you will be sleeping and then you can start getting things ready.” Gloria responded. She started to lead the two women up the stairs and when they made it to the second floor, she made a right turn and went down a hallway. She made it to a door and opened it. “Here is where you both will stay while we are here…” she said as she watched them walk in. As the two maids walked inside, she watched the two of them marvel about how nice the room was. Gloria loved seeing how excited Bessie was, but when she looked over at Darby, she felt anger rising in her body. Her mind recalled what she saw in that old Fransktown newspaper, and it made her think about the business she had to conduct at this place to resolve a situation that really angered her. “Ok ladies, I will go to my bedroom on the third floor. That’s where all the main bedrooms are. I will meet you in an hour so we can go over your duties here. Now, there is the Granger hallway on the first floor. DO NOT worry about that hallway as it is off limits. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes Ma’am.” Darby responded. She was now curious about that hallway. What was in that hallway that Gloria did not want them to find out? In her mind, she already knew she would have to investigate it.
“Yes Ms. Wellington! Thank you for bringing us along with you. This is a great house, and I will do my best to make sure you are comfortable while you conduct your business.” Bessie said. It truly was an honor for her to come to this house as previous maids made the trip here and she was jealous of them. She would hear stories about this place, and it made her want to explore it. She did remember that one of the maids from the past did come on this trip, but never came back. Bessie recalled Gloria telling her that the maid just found another place to go and just quit. She found it odd, but it must have been ok. She also wondered if Gloria would have her and Darby participate in those “special” activities.
Darby watched Gloria leave the room and when she left, she let out a sigh. She was excited and had a big smile on her face. “Yeah Bessie, this place is amazing! First chance we get, we should go look at the ocean! We have never seen it before!” she said as she sat down on a bed. When she sat down, she was amazed on how comfortable it was. “You should sit down on your bed, it is SO comfy!”
Bessie giggled at Darby’s enthusiasm and she sat down on her bed. She was amazed on how soft it was and her eyes were wide with surprise. “You are right! This is soft! This is so exciting! I hope we can get done with our chores so we can enjoy the grounds. Did you see all the green grass??? The trees!! And yes, I can’t wait to see the ocean!”
Darby stood up from her bed and went over to the window. She pulled open the curtain and looked outside. From their view, they could see the huge green lawn and the ocean was further to her left. She could see some glimpses but not a good look. She then turned to her right and Bessie was now standing next to her to also get a look out of the window. “Sure is pretty out there….” she said.
“It really is! You know Dorothy, I just want to say I am glad you are here with me. The entire trip here, I have enjoyed being around you.” Bessie said, now feeling shy. She then saw Darby looking right at her and she blushed. “You are so nice and sweet. Sorry if I am embarrassing you.”
Darby felt her heartstrings pulled as she saw the sincere look in Bessie’s eyes. “Thank ya Bessie. I will have to say that I have enjoyed being around you too. These last few days have been kinda eventful, but you are always so nice to me. I like being around you too.” she smiled.
“Come on! Let’s put our things away so we can get ready for Ms. Wellington’s demands. Haha” Bessie chuckled. Then she felt herself blushing more as a thought came to her mind. “Do you think she will, um, you know, ask us to….play?”
Darby felt herself blushing as she knew what Bessie was referring to. A thrill went through her, but also a slight fear. Her mind quickly recalled the play activities and how much she was tickled. She also got to tickle Bessie too and that was an amazing experience. “I think she might…and about that. I hope you didn’t mind me tickling ya like that..” she said nervously.
“Well, you didn’t have much of a choice. Hehe She can be VERY persuasive. It was fun…um, let’s put our things away!” Bessie said now trying to change the subject as she felt herself getting very hot.
Darby chuckled as she saw Bessie feeling embarrassed. “Ok, let me put muh things away…” she laughed. She then turned away from Bessie and walked to the door. She opened the door so she could go downstairs to get her things, but the luggage was already sitting there. “Well that was fast!” she thought to herself. She pulled in both hers and Bessie’s luggage into the room. She saw Bessie come over and get her suitcase and Darby pulled hers to a huge wardrobe. There were two large wooden wardrobes, so each woman got her own place for their things. Darby opened the wardrobe and saw how spacious it was. She then unzipped her suitcase and started to take out her different maid’s outfits to hang up. As she took out the different aprons, she did see her favorite blue jeans, red and white checkered shirt, and her cowboy boots. She longed to wear those items again, but she had a mission to do, and she had to wear the appropriate outfit. She took out an apron and started to place it on a shelf within the wardrobe, her arms reaching up slightly.
Bessie was unpacking her things from her suitcase, and she glanced over at Darby. She saw that her back was turned to her as she put her items in the wardrobe. She thought about how embarrassed she felt bringing up that one night where Darby and Gloria tickled her all over. That memory always excited her because the orgasm she felt really rocked her world. A smile formed on her face as she remembered how her fellow maid touched and teased her body. She thought that Darby got revenge unknowingly after she had tickled Darby’s sleeping feet before. Now she saw Darby’s back and she was feeling kind of adventurous. Bessie wondered if she should sneak up behind her friend and tickle her! They were both excited being here in California, and she had so much energy. That mischief idea really started to get her excited and she figured she might as well try! It was time to give Darby a fun quick tickle!
Darby sighed as she placed some items on that wardrobe shelf. Then, right when she was about to turn around, she felt something goosing her sides. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” she shrieked. She started to jump from one leg to another and her arms immediately clamped down to her sides as she was taken by surprise.
“Tickle tickle Dorothy! I got you now!” Bessie teased as her fingers continued to squeeze the sides and moved to the hip bones. Because Darby was taller than her, the hipbones were in perfect position for her to tickle. She loved the surprised laughter coming from her friend and now she had to use some effort to keep in control of this situation. As her fingers continued to squeeze into the hipbones and side area, she noticed that Darby was starting to get top heavy and off balance. Bessie saw the bed that Darby would be sleeping on and managed to use her leverage and now she got Darby to fall onto the bed onto her stomach. She quickly straddled Darby’s legs facing her head, and she now continued to tickle her friend.
“Bessie! Hhahahahahahaha Bessie ya got to staaaaaaaaappp!!!” Darby shrieked as she felt the horrendous tickling on her sides. She now realized she was laying on the bed on her belly and she felt Bessie sitting on the back of her legs. She started to flop around trying to get away from the hands on her sides and she even kicked her legs. Being taken by surprise gave her friend the leverage and advantage and she hoped this was just a quick tickling. Darby wondered why she was getting tickled like this, and then it hit her. Maybe this was Bessie’s revenge for tickling her! “Bessie! Ya got to stop! Please! Hahahaha I’m really ticklish!!”
“I can see that..hehehehe” Bessie giggled. She was amazed on how ticklish Darby was. She knew her feet were very sensitive, but she didn’t know about the rest of her. She started to feel powerful and in control. She knew what it was like to be tickled and the helpless feeling that comes with it. Now, she was inflicting the torment and it felt……good. Her hands were wreaking havoc on Darby’s ticklish body through the maid outfit and for a moment, she thought about what it would be like to tickle a naked Darby. That thought sent a lustful shiver in her body and now she started to move her hands up the body, getting closer to the armpits.
Darby felt the fingers going up her body and she tried to close her arms to defend herself. It was no use as Bessie had her caught and on her stomach. She had no leverage at all. She even tried to twist her and buck her body, but Bessie was much stronger than she looked. Darby’s mouth was wide open and the laughter flowed freely from her. Now, a thought flowed through her body. Her ticklishness was definitely a major weakness and if she didn’t get free, Bessie could do whatever she wanted. “Please! Hahahaha I can’t stand it!” she begged.
Bessie laughed as she heard Darby’s desperate pleas. The way she was controlling Darby through tickling was very rewarding. She now scooted her body up so now she was sitting on the small of Darby’s back and her hands reached into Darby’s armpits. This was a good move as now her victim was squirming around like a wild horse. “Someone is REALLY ticklish, isn’t she??? Tickle tickle tickle!” Bessie teased as her fingers digged deeper into the pits. She could barely stay on Darby’s back as her friend kept thrashing around.
Darby felt those cruel fingers in her armpits and they were getting deeper in her hollows. The ticklish sensations were tearing through her, and she just laughed harder. She started to really kick her legs now, trying to connect her booted feet on Bessie to get her off. Now her eyes were closed, and she laid her head on its right side on the bed and she kept laughing. “Please Bessie!! Stop tickling me!” she begged.
Bessie kept giggling herself as she had full control of Darby now. This was such a great feeling and she realized just how powerful tickling could be. She thought about how Gloria Wellington would tickle her all over and how helpless she was, now she understood why tickling can be used instead of more painful actions. She then put her head next to Darby’s and ceased her tickling fingers in Darby’s armpits. She stared at Darby’s left cheek and gave it a small kiss. “You are REALLY ticklish Dorothy! Having fun?” she teased.
“hehehehe not really hehehehehe you are ticklin’ me….” Darby gasped.
“I know! It is fun! I didn’t know just how much fun it was! I want to tickle you all over your body!” Bessie teased.
“That….wouldn’t be….a good idea….” Darby wheezed. She also felt tremors in her body as she still felt Bessie’s fingers in her armpits. “Ya had your fun now…Can I get up now?”
“Not yet….” Bessie grinned. She then did a quick tickle in the armpits and heard a cute squeal come out. She couldn’t help but laugh at Darby’s squealing. “You are so funny! I wish I would have known how ticklish you are. Now, I can see why Ms. Wellington had so much fun with you….”
“yeah…..fun….But why are you tickling me? I thought we were friends?” Darby teased, hoping she could make Bessie feel guilty.
“I am tickling you because you tickled me remember? I mean you tickled me all over!” Bessie responded, remembering that night where Gloria had her tied down and tickled all over.
“But….but….Ms. Wellington made me! You can’t hold that against me!” Darby begged. Then she started to shriek in hysterical laughter as she felt fingers digging into her armpits again. She felt those ticklish shockwaves ripping through her and it drove her insane. She started to kick her legs wildly and did her best to try and buck Bessie off of her, but it was no use.
Bessie laughed as Darby went wild again with her tickling inside her armpits. She was having so much fun listening to that beautiful laugh and feeling Darby’s body writhing under her also felt arousing. She then stopped her tickling and gave Darby another kiss on her cheek. “Aw poor Dorothy…she just keeps getting tickled! Haha” she teased. She then placed her lips next to Darby’s ear. “Now, just imagine what would happen if I had you completely naked right now. I would take advantage of all your ticklish skin…” she whispered. Bessie also felt her nipples getting stiff.
“hehehehehehe come on Bessie..be nice to me…” Darby giggled as she tried to recover from the underarm tickling. Her mind started to race as she heard Bessie’s words and she also felt a tingle between her own legs. Was Bessie trying to seduce her? She kind of liked that idea.
“I am nice, but I bet I could be nicer to your body….hehehe” Bessie teased. She then wanted Darby to feel how much control she had. “I think I will have to do this to you again when we prepare to go to sleep. Maybe have a little tickling fun tonight. But right now, maybe I should………tickle your feet.” she threatened.
Darby gasped as she heard the threat against her feet. “No! You can’t tickle muh feet! Please don’t tickle muh feet! They’re too ticklish! I will die!” she begged.
“I know they are…but I would love to take off your shoes and take off your stockings. Then your bare feet will be helpless for me to tickle them for a…..long….time.” Bessie said as she then did a quick tickle in Darby’s armpits.
“hehehehe no!!!” Darby giggled. Then she started to think about what would happen if her feet were tickled. She would be so helpless. “Come on Bessie…I’m beggin ya….please don’t tickle muh feet…”
Bessie laughed as she heard Darby’s cute pleas for mercy. “Ok, I won’t tickle your feet right now, but later on I will!” she threatened, then she got up off of Darby and stood up. She started to smooth out her maid’s uniform and looked at Darby laying on the bed trying to catch her breath.
Darby felt relief as she felt Bessie get up off of her. She took a moment to catch her breath and then slowly turned over onto her right side and stared at Bessie. She noticed the delightful smile and slowly got up off the bed. Her legs felt wobbly, and she felt a little lightheaded. “I hope you had your fun…” she giggled.
“I sure did! Don’t be mad Dorothy, it was all in good fun!” Bessie laughed back. She then picked up her maid’s hat and started to put it on. “Plus, we got to go meet Ms. Wellington. Let’s go..”
Darby started to smooth out her maid’s uniform, still trying to recover from the tickle attack. She couldn’t help but chuckle at Bessie’s boldness and shook her head. “Give me a moment to freshen up. I did just get attacked for no reason and tickled…” she teased. She then went over to a mirror and wiped some of the sweat off her forehead and then put on her maid’s hat. She then looked back at Bessie and she couldn’t help but laugh under her breath as she saw that devious smile. “Ready?”
“Yes, let’s go! And…don’t be mad at me Dorothy, I was just trying to have some fun with you..” Bessie smiled.
“I know.. I am not mad at ya. But don’t be surprised if I get you back…” Darby winked. She then walked next to Bessie, and they went out of the room to go meet with Gloria.
Both Bessie and Darby met up with Gloria and she went over the duties she expected. She introduced them to the cook and a few of the maintenance guys who lived here all year to keep the mansion functional. Since they were both new to this residence, she had to give them a tour of the place. She showed them each hallway and reminded them to not walk in the hallway named Granger. Each hallway had names to them, it was her way of decorating as different types of painting and furniture were in room in each hallway. Gloria then took the two ladies outside and decided to let them see the ocean that was beyond the bluff.
Darby started to get excited as she got closer to the edge of the bluff. She could see the Pacific Ocean and the horizon as she got closer. She then made it to the edge of the bluff, and she gasped. She now had a full view of the beach down below and could see the ocean. It was the most amazing sight she has ever seen. The way the waves were flowing, the seagulls flying above it and feeling that cool ocean breeze, it made her very appreciative of nature. Living in Plotsville definitely did not have this kind of scenery and it was purely amazing. She then looked over at Bessie and could tell she was in awe as well.
Bessie stared at the ocean and put her hands to her mouth. This was the first time ever seeing an ocean and it blew her away. “It’s so beautiful….” she whispered. She then looked down at the beach and looked towards her left and saw a large cove area. “Ms. Wellington, there’s a cove too? Do boats go into there?” she asked.
Gloria realized that Bessie was looking at the cove where her prisoners come into. She needed to get both of these maids away. “Ok ladies, that is enough sightseeing. Let’s get back to the house, you got a lot of work to do.” she requested.
Darby took one last look at the ocean and then she turned around to head back towards the mansion. She saw Bessie walking next to her with a bounce in her step. Darby was curious about the cove, but thought it was probably nothing. She now had to focus on doing chores, but also looking for more evidence. Now she was wondering why the Granger hallway was off limits. Maybe there was something in there that was not legal.
LATER THAT EVENING
Darby was walking around cleaning up the place and then helping Bessie in the kitchen as dinner was about to be served soon. She was told by Gloria that a dinner guest was coming, and they had to prepare for that. Darby was curious about who was coming for dinner. She also hoped that while Gloria and her guest dined, she could possibly go into the Granger hallway. The fact that Gloria stressed to her and Bessie to not go into that hallway made her wonder what was in there. She then saw Bessie approaching her carrying a tray of glasses.
“Dorothy, can you help me with these glasses? I heard Ms. Wellington’s guest is coming soon and I got to get them put away.” Bessie asked.
“Of course I can! Oh, wouldn’t it be hilarious if I tickle you while you carry that tray?” Darby grinned.
Bessie’s eyes went wide open in shock and she gasped. “You wouldn’t dare!!!” she giggled. She then focused on Darby’s hands and started to giggle.
“I’m just joshing you. I know we got work to do, and Ms. Wellington would be very upset if we break these glasses. So, let’s go.” Darby chuckled. She then followed Bessie into the kitchen and they both started to put the glasses away and to get new clean glasses. She looked around and saw the cook preparing what smelled and looked like an absolutely delicious meal. There was one great benefit of being undercover and working as a maid for a rich woman. The food she got to eat was absolutely divine. There were definitely not these kinds of meals in Plotsville. Darby then grabbed some napkins and some fancy red placemats and then followed Bessie out into the dining room. She quickly put the placemats on the white table cloth and her and Bessie finished preparing the table, and even lit the candles that were on the table. Then there was a sound of the doorbell ringing.
“Hey Dorothy, can you get that? That might be Ms. Wellington’s guest.” Bessie asked.
“Sure, I will get it. I sure wish Paul was here, that is his job. Haha” Darby joked. She then walked over to the front door and opened it. Before her eyes was a tall woman, slightly shorter than her, with long blond hair, a fancy evening dress and black leather boots. Darby thought this woman was absolutely beautiful. “Hello!” she greeted the woman.
“Hello there, I am here for Ms. Gloria Wellington. I am her dinner guest.” the woman announced.
“Ah yes, welcome Miss?” Darby asked.
“Priscilla. Mrs. Priscilla Montenegro…” Priscilla responded.
Darby felt her body go cold as she just met the woman that might be involved in the sex trafficking ring with Gloria. She wondered how the business partner would be and she was amazed that this woman was extraordinarily beautiful. She gathered her wits and spoke. “Welcome Ms. Montenegro. Come on in!” Darby responded and then motioned her hand for Priscilla to follow her. She walked back towards the dining room, and felt Priscilla behind her, staring at her. She knew she had to keep her composure. They entered into the dining room and Darby pulled out her seat and helped her get seated. “Ms. Wellington will be down shortly.”
“Thank you. What is your name?” Priscilla asked.
“Muh name is Dorothy. Dorothy Watkins.” Darby responded.
“Nice to meet you Dorothy…” Priscilla smiled. She then faced forward, awaiting her business partner.
Gloria came into the dining room along with Bessie and passed by Darby. She waited for Priscilla to stand up and they hugged each other. “Priscilla! So good to see you! You look wonderful as always.” she smiled.
“Thank you Gloria, and you look ravishing yourself. I absolutely love this home.” Priscilla complimented.
“Thank you my friend, I try to keep up with it. California is such a great place to vacation in. But let’s get dinner, I am sure you are hungry. Bessie, Dorothy, go get dinner prepared for us.” Gloria demanded.
“Yes Ma’am!” Bessie smiled.
Darby nodded her head and the two women walked out of the room to go prepare for dinner to be served. Darby wished she could have stayed in the room. She wanted to listen to their conversation, hopefully confirming they are indeed running an illegal sex trafficking ring.
Gloria watched the two ladies leave and finally they were alone. “So, I take it you seen the latest cargo?” she asked.
“Oh yes I have. It is a really good cargo at that. Lots of variety. I think we will fetch a very large sum of money for it too. A buyer will be here the day after tomorrow and I think he will be very pleased. I do thank you for showing up. He insisted on meeting both of us.” Priscilla told her.
“I wonder why? I would have liked to stay in Texas. Sometimes I get nervous coming to California for these visits. I have to keep a low profile you know….” Gloria retorted.
“I know you do, just like I rather be at my home in Mexico. But business is business. In fact, my business in Mexico is going VERY well. Looks like me and my husband are moving on up.” Priscilla smiled. She wanted to show Gloria that she would also be very powerful, just like her.
“That is very good to hear. Business has been good for me too. I just have to take care of a problem that came up, but once I do that, then everything will be smooth sailing.” Gloria smiled.
“Oh? Well, I know what you mean. I had a problem with a stupid worker and I resolved that issue. Stupid little thing. She really thought she could cross me, but she learned a tough lesson. In fact, you might just get to see that….problem. haha” Priscilla giggled as she thought about Cheyenne.
“Yeah, I definitely know what you mean. I think I will take care of my problem very soon and perhaps the buyer may be interested in it.” Gloria grinned back.
Darby then walked into the room along with Bessie as they carried pure silver platters of food. She placed the platter down on the table and began to remove the different bowls and plates, while Bessie placed the food in those dishes. Darby looked over at Gloria who still had this look in her eyes. It was a cold look, not the usual flirting look she would get. She started to wonder if something was up and if she did anything wrong. She continued her duties and then she held up a wine bottle. “Would you like some wine Ms. Montenegro?” she asked.
“Yes Dorothy, I would like that…” Priscilla smiled, then held up her wine glass.
Darby poured the wine in the glass and when it reached a certain height, she stopped pouring. She then walked over to Gloria and offered to pour wine, which Gloria agreed to. Darby then spotted Priscilla looking at her and wondered why she had a look of lust in her eyes.
“Thank you Dorothy, that’s enough. Now, you and Bessie can leave us as we have important matters to discuss. Wait for me to call you.” Gloria commanded.
Darby and Bessie both nodded and then left the dining room. Darby then looked at Bessie who had a smile on her face. “So, what do you think of Ms. Montenegro?” she asked.
“She seems nice. Very pretty and very tall actually. Almost as tall as you. Haha” Bessie joked.
“Yeah, that’s for sure. Hey, go ahead to the maid’s dining quarters and make me a plate. Let me go take care of something right quick, ok?” Darby asked.
“Ok, don’t take too long! Otherwise, I am going to eat your food! Hahaha” Bessie laughed.
Darby smiled back at her and when she saw Bessie go into the other room, Darby started to go towards Granger hallway. With Gloria occupied with Priscilla, and Bessie in another room, this was her chance to go take a peek. She carefully walked over towards that hallway and when she got to the end of it, she walked into the hallway. She saw many painting on the hallway walls, and there were a lot of doors. She noticed all of them were closed. As she made her way through the hallway, she noticed there was something different about this hallway. The doors at the end were closed, but the wall next to one of them seemed to be completely bare. No paintings, no wallpaper, just wooden panels. Darby got close to one of the panels, which was on her right side, turned her head to make sure no one was looking at her and then focused on the panel. There were many creases in the panel and one of them had a consistent line through it. It almost looked like it was a hidden door. She tilted her head to the side and followed along that crease. It went all the way to the floor. “I wonder what this is?” she thought to herself. She then carefully traced her fingers on that crease and felt a draft. She then started to press into the panel and when she got to the spot where it was about waist high, she felt a click. Then with slight pressure she pushed into the panel and then she felt the panel open! She stepped back a little in awe as a door opened up!
“What in tarnation?” she whispered to herself. She then looked inside, and it was dark. She started to feel along the wall and felt an object on the inside wall and it felt like a light switch. Darby knew wealthy people had electric lights and figured there might be a switch. When the room was illuminated, she discovered it was come kind of closet. She saw a lot of clothes inside, but they didn’t appear to belong to Gloria Wellington. These clothes seemed very basic and could tell they were women’s clothes. She also saw lots of shoes inside as well. One particular dress caught her eye. It was a beautiful blue dress, with colors of red, yellow and white in patterns that adorned it. It looked like something made from the Native Americans as the stylings were similar to what she had seen before. She also noticed there were moccasins near the dress as well, along with a blue headband with white trim. She saw the garment and then thought about why were all these clothes in here? It seemed like 20 of them were here. She then turned off the light and headed out of the hidden closet. She carefully closed the door and heard a click which kept the door in place.
Darby then turned and saw the space of wall directly across the wooden panel and saw that it was just one empty wall space. It was peculiar because there were paintings and other artwork all throughout the hallway. She walked towards the wall and got a closer look. Her eyes caught what also looked like a crease that could barely be seen. She placed her hand over the crease and once again felt a draft. “Ah ha! Another hidden door!” she thought to herself. She then felt along the door and even tried the press into it, but nothing happened. Her eye then caught something to the side. Like a small bump inside the wallpaper as though it was being covered up. She shrugged her shoulders and pressed into the lump, then suddenly, a hidden door opened up! Darby was surprised as she door was slightly ajar. She then peeked her head inside and what she saw just blew her mind! She saw a barely illuminated staircase and she had to know where these stairs led. Because if someone went to the trouble of hiding the door, then there must be something very important down there. She carefully stepped inside and then started to walk down the stairs. She made sure she was very careful and to step lightly. The wooden stairs could creak and if there was someone hiding down there, she would alert them.
Once she made it to the end of the stairs, she discovered there was a tunnel flowing to her left and to her right, there was a shorter tunnel, that seemed to be covered with some kind of tarp or blanket, and saw more stairs, but these led upwards. Darby knew she was pressed for time, so she decided to go to her left to see where the tunnel may go to. If she took another flight of stairs, it may take more time for her to climb back up the flight of stairs she came down. The tunnel she walked through was illuminated by gas lamps on the wall. She noticed the tunnel walls were made of rock, as though she was inside some kind of cave. The tunnel was well shaped and it looked like this tunnel was more man made than natural. “Good place to do some smuggling…” she thought to herself. As she walked through the tunnel, which started to curve to the right she then saw what appeared to be metal bars on her right hand side. She got close to the bars and from her point of view, she could tell it looked like a cage door, much like a jail cell. Darby then placed her back against the wall, and slowly turned her head towards the right so she could look inside. When her head moved far enough, she saw someone in there! It was a woman, who was sitting on the floor of the cage with her legs crossed, like Indian style. The woman had her head in her hands and was slumping forward. Darby knew this woman was some kind of prisoner. Perhaps, someone that was about to get trafficked! This was probably the biggest break in her assignment! Taking a risk, she spoke out to the woman. “Hey…hey you…” she whispered, but loud enough for the woman to react.
Cheyenne lifted her head as she heard a voice. She turned her head to the right then the left as she was trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. Her eyes then noticed someone was standing on the outside of the cage to her left. Her eyes grew big as she didn’t know who it was and was this person here to torture her? Then she saw the figure come into view more and she got a better look at the person. It was a woman, a tall woman, who had red hair, a very pretty face and wearing a black outfit with a white apron. “Hello?” she responded, trying to keep her own voice down.
Darby saw the woman inside the cage now looking at her. She noticed that the woman was small in stature and had a very beautiful face, long black hair and could tell she was a Native American. She also saw the sadness in the woman’s face. Maybe that was her dress she saw in that hidden closet as this woman was wearing what appeared to be a haysack on her body. “You have to be quiet. What’s your name?” she asked.
“M-my name? It’s Cheyenne. What is yours? Who are you?” Cheyenne replied.
“Muh name is Darby. Why are you in here?” Darby asked.
Cheyenne then stood up and got closer to the cage door. “I was put in here….” she said, lowering her head. Sadness once again washed over her. “I didn’t have a choice…”
Darby’s heart sank as she was talking to a prisoner who was probably going to be sold. She knew she had to rescue this woman, but she couldn’t do it right now. “Listen to me Cheyenne, I’m gonna get you out of here, but you have to be patient. I will think of a way to let you out. Are you the only one?” she asked.
“No…I know there are others. There’s a lot of us here.” Cheyenne replied. She looked at Darby and felt some hope. Maybe she would be rescued after all. “Why do you want to help us? Were you kidnapped too?”
“Naw, I am actually a Sheriff’s deputy trying to figure out what is going on. Who put you here? Was it a woman named Gloria Wellington?” Darby asked.
“I don’t know who that is….I was kidnapped by a woman named Priscilla Montenegro…” Cheyenne responded, her voice cracking when she said the name.
“Oh really? Thank you for telling me. Well Cheyenne, I need you to be brave. I will figure out something. Now, I have to go back upstairs. Hang in there for me, ok?” Darby said then reached her right hand inside the cell.
Cheyenne saw the hand reach inside the cage, and she reached her right hand forward and shook Darby’s hand. She felt some hope as it seemed like this woman was really trying to help her. “Ok. Be careful.” Cheyenne said.
“Thanks. Ok, I will be back later. I don’t know when, but I promise you, I will be back!” Darby said, then she turned back to go through the tunnel.
Cheyenne saw Darby walk away and she went back to her cot. She did feel some hope flowing through her body, but she didn’t want to get too excited. She knew that was just one woman and there was still Helga lurking around.
Darby made her way quickly back through the tunnel and made it to the staircase. She then used her long legs to quickly get up the stairs. She knew she had to hurry before anyone noticed she was missing. She also felt a surge of adrenaline flowing through her as she finally had proof that there was in fact a trafficking ring here at this location. Now, she had to think of a plan. She made it to the top of the staircase and carefully got back into the hallway. She looked around to make sure someone wasn’t there. Luckily no one was there. She closed the hidden door, then quickly made her way down the hallway and was soon in the main foyer. Darby then quickly made it to the maid’s dining room and saw Bessie there, finishing her plate.
“There you are! What took you so long?” Bessie asked as she started to wipe her fingers with a napkin.
“Oh sorry. I had to you know, um, take care of personal business” Darby lied, hoping that excuse would explain what took her so long.
“Oh, ok. Well I hope you feel better. You better eat quick. Ms. Wellington is probably finishing up with her dinner.” Bessie responded.
“Yeah, I feel 10 pounds lighter..haha” Darby joked. She then made it to the table and quickly started to eat her food. Her heart was beating fast as she just discovered a major break in her assignment. Her excitement was flowing through her body and she had to stay calm. Then she heard a bell ringing and Bessie stood up.
“Come on, let’s go..” Bessie said as she then walked towards the main dining room.
Darby took a sigh of relief as she made it back just in time. She took one more bite of her food, which was a beef brisket and followed Bessie into the dining room. She told herself to remain calm as she was now going to see the woman who definitely was involved with the trafficking ring, Priscilla Montenegro. She saw the two women sitting back in their chairs enjoying their wine and their plates were cleaned. Darby helped clear the table and tried to not look at either Priscilla or Gloria. They quickly cleared the table and headed back towards the kitchen. Before she left, she heard Gloria’s voice.
“Oh Dorothy!” Gloria called out. She then had a sinister smile on her face when Darby turned to face her. “I am done with you and Bessie for the evening. Tomorrow morning, I want you to come to my room early. Around 7am would be good. I have something for you to do….”
“Yes Ma’am..” Darby responded. She wondered if this was going to be one of those occasions where Gloria wanted to do her “activities” with her. She didn’t know how she felt about it considering at the very minimum, Gloria was a partner of Priscilla Montenegro. She then left the room to help wash the dishes.
“What do you want to do with her at 7am? Haha” Priscilla laughed as she took a sip of her wine.
“I will take care of that problem I told you about. Let me tell you what it is….” Gloria said, as she took another sip of her wine.
Darby finished cleaning the dishes and the kitchen area and then she and Bessie figured Gloria was done for the night. They both decided to go back to their quarters to unwind. Today was a very eventful day. They finished a long train ride, then once they got here at the mansion, they had to work and completed their duties. They were both very exhausted and when they got to the room, they both plopped right onto their beds.
“What a day!” Bessie said as she fell back onto her bed and stared at the ceiling.
“Yes…what a day..” Darby replied as she too was looking at the ceiling. She then sat up and stared at Bessie. She wanted to tell Bessie everything she found, but she just couldn’t blow her cover.
Bessie sat up and looked over at Darby. She loved seeing that pretty face and was happy they both got to be here together. “I am sure tomorrow is going to be crazy too. Plus, you have to wake up early to go play with Ms. Wellington. Call me crazy, but she sure has a liking for you. She will most likely tickle you that’s for sure. hehehe” Bessie joked.
Darby turned red as she felt Bessie was right. “Yeah, she probably will. She sure loves to touch our bodies…” Darby groaned.
“Yes she does, but you have to admit, it does feel REALLY good. Hehe” Bessie smiled.
“Yeah it does. Ya know Bessie, I just want to say I am glad you are here with me. I really have enjoyed your friendship.” Darby said.
“Awwww…..thank you. I am glad we are both here together. You know Dorothy, I have really enjoyed working with you. You are such a wonderful person. I mean, there is just something about you that seems so pure, so noble. I am glad you’re my friend.” Bessie responded. She really liked Darby a lot. She was really hoping they would be friends forever.
“You are a wonderful woman yourself. You are very hardworking, and you have great leadership skills. You have a very kind heart. I want to promise you something. When we get back to Texas, things may change. I can’t tell you why right now, but I want you to trust me.” Darby said, holding back her info.
“Really? What kind of changes are you talking about? Do you plan to leave?” Bessie said, now growing concerned.
“Bessie, you just have to trust me. In due time, you are gonna to learn a lot of things and it may be even for the best. Let’s just say it will be a surprise…” Darby told her, hoping to calm her friend down. She didn’t want her to get worried and keep asking questions.
“Ok, if you say so. It sounds like a great surprise! Well it better be good or…..I will tickle your feet for lying to me. Hahahaha” Bessie joked.
Darby giggled as she heard the threat. “Naw, I promise it will be good. You are not gonna tickle muh feet…” Darby laughed. The two women continued to have a great conversation for another hour and then they were both struggling to keep themselves awake. They both got undressed and into their pajamas. Soon, they were laying in their beds and the light went off.
“Good night Dorothy! Sweet dreams and be ready for Gloria Wellington. Hahahaha” Bessie laughed.
“Good night Bessie..” Darby smiled. She then closed her eyes and started to think about her discovery. Tomorrow, after playtime with Gloria, she was going to put a plan together to rescue those women that were trapped below this mansion. She thought about the woman she saw, Cheyenne, and felt for her. She looked so frightened and seemed like a very sweet woman. She had to somehow set her free. Darby knew that tomorrow was going to be the biggest day in her assignment!
THE NEXT MORNING
Darby woke up and stretched. It was 6:30am and she heard Bessie snoring slightly. She laughed a little because she herself was notorious for snoring. She slowly got out of bed and placed her barefeet in some slippers, then stood up. Then her mind started to think about this day. She had to go meet Gloria Wellington in 30 minutes, and she hoped it would be a quick playtime. She groaned a little because she didn’t want to get tickled so early in the morning. Besides, she had to figure out a plan to free the captured women that were below this mansion and in some kind of cave. Now it all made sense. She remembered the cove that Bessie saw. That must have been the entrance to the cave where the women were brought in. Darby then put on her maid’s uniform, along with her stockings and her leather boots. She looked in the mirror and put her red hair in a bun, then placed the maid’s hat on. It was almost 7, so she had to get going. As she walked towards the door, she took one last look at Bessie and smiled. Then a mischievous grin formed on her face. “She’s always talking about ticklin’ muh feet, maybe I should do a quick tickle myself!”
Darby carefully walked over to the foot of Bessie’s bed and saw her friend soundly sleeping. Her snoring wasn’t loud, but it was enough to recognize she was out cold. She thought Bessie looked so beautiful asleep and felt kind of bad thinking about what she was about to do. She then knelt down on the floor and slowly started to pull up the blanket. She continued to lift the blanket and soon, she managed to get the blanket off Bessie’s feet and carefully laid it down. Darby couldn’t help but smile as she saw those pale soles of Bessie. She remembered that night where she did get to tickle those feet and it was actually a lot of fun. She saw those thick soles and then she carefully lifted her right index finger and moved it towards the exposed left sole. Bessie was laying on her right side, so that left foot was slightly elevated as it rested on top of the right foot. The index finger got close, and then she slowly stroked it across the length of that bottom of that cute foot. Darby held in her giggles as she saw the foot flinch.
Bessie was soundly sleeping and she didn’t realize someone was at the foot of her bed, playing with her feet. Her left foot twitched as it felt a finger slowly stroking from the base of her toes, into her arch and off the heel. “Mmmmm…tickles…” she mumbled in her sleep.
Darby’s eyes shut and she placed her left hand on her mouth, trying not to laugh too hard. She absolutely loved the way that foot started to spasm. Then, she placed her finger on the big toe and slowly slid it across the undersides of the toes and even made it to the right foot’s set of toes. The feet started to jerk, and she ducked down, so that she wouldn’t get caught.
Bessie started to mumble in her sleep and used the toes on her right foot, to scratch along the bottom of her left foot. “tickles..” she mumbled.
Darby waited a few seconds, then heard the snoring again. She lifted her head and after licking her lips she placed her finger on the ball of the foot and made small strokes on the part of the foot and she saw the toes scrunching. This was getting to be fun as she continued to have her finger explore the skin on that previous foot. Now, she moved her finger to the instep of the left foot, but then also the right foot. Suddenly the right foot shot out and actually made contact with Darby’s mouth. Darby fell backwards and it took everything she had to not laugh.
Bessie started to wake up as she felt her foot getting touched and contacting something when her foot sprang out. She slowly got up and saw that her barefeet were exposed and saw Darby sitting on the floor, with her hands covering her mouth. “Dorothy……” Bessie groaned. She now realized what happened. Her mischievous friend was tickling her feet. “You were trying to tickle the bottoms of my feet huh?”
Darby felt herself blush as she was caught. “Yeah.. I was trying to tickle you…sorry.” she apologized.
“You are SO silly. Leave my feet alone! Besides, don’t you have to go see Ms. Wellington now? It serves you right if your feet get tickled by her!” Bessie laughed.
Darby slowly stood up and smoothed out her uniform with her hands. “I suppose you are right. I’m sorry, I was just trying to have some fun…” she smiled as she started to head towards the door.
“You’re so funny. Well, I hope you get back soon. We have a full day ahead of us!” Bessie said as she started to get out of bed.
Darby smiled, then exited the room. “If she only knew…” she thought to herself. She then walked down the hallway and then made a turn to go towards the master bedroom of Gloria. She started to get nervous as she wondered what kind of playtime was going to happen to her today. She made it to Gloria’s bedroom door, and she checked her watch. It was 7am. Darby took a deep breath, then knocked on the door.
“Come in Dorothy…” a voice said behind the door.
Darby slowly opened the door and walked it. When she looked inside, she was amazed. It was a rather large bedroom, with deep red walls, paintings everywhere and a large black rug on the wooden floor. She then looked up and saw a massive king sized bed with a black bedspread with a large “W” on it, deep red pillows and four large wooden posts that ended with a red canopy over it. She walked towards the bed and she looked to her left. She saw the wall had what appeared to be door handles on it and figured it must be a closet. Then she jumped when she heard a voice from behind!
“There you are…” Gloria said with a menacing tone.
“Ya scared me!” Darby said as she turned around and faced Gloria who was dressed in just a garter belt, stockings and black heels. Darby’s eyes popped open as her boss was half naked, so she knew what was about to happen.
“I am glad I scared you…” Gloria said then started walking closer to Darby. “In fact, you should be scared. You have some explaining to do…..Dorothy…” she said with menace in her voice.
Darby didn’t know how to react as this was a much different tone that Gloria was showing than before. As Gloria approached her, she instinctively started to step backward and towards the wall. “H-how can I help you this morning?” she said, trying to figure out what was about to happen.
“You disappoint me……Dorothy..” Gloria responded, emphasizing the name “Dorothy”. She continued to walk with menace in her stance and was forcing Darby closer to the wall. “…I really liked you too, but you tried to make a fool out of me. How could you?”
Darby was now getting confused and very concerned. She didn’t like the way this conversation was going and she also noticed the emphasis on the name she used. Now her mind started to assess an escape route in case Gloria tried to harm her. “I-I made a fool out of ya? H-How so? I really like you and I would never do such a thing…”
Gloria stopped her approach and twisted her lips. Anger started to build up in her body towards this tall red-headed woman. It also angered her that Darby was playing innocent. “You DID make a fool out of me! You see, I am a very good judge of character and you tricked me. Now, you will pay a price for your ruse..” Gloria said. She then nodded her head and looked towards the closet door that was now opened!
“W-what are you talking about? I didn’t trick……..” Darby said, then felt pressure on her neck and she felt lightheaded, then saw darkness and fell to the floor in a heap.
Gloria looked at Darby’s passed out body on the floor and let out a sinister laugh. She then looked up and standing before her was Helga! “Good work! Now, strip her and let’s get her set up. Time to make this bitch sing…..” she smiled as she saw Helga lift Darby’s unconscious form off the floor.
Darby started to wake up and let out a small groan as she tried to get her senses in check. Her mind remembered the last thing she saw which was Gloria approaching her and saying things such as she was guilty of trying to trick her and was upset. Next thing she knew, she was out cold. Her eyes started to clear, and she wanted to rub her eyes, only to find out she couldn’t move her arms! A panic flowed through her body as she realized her arms were tied behind her back and slightly elevated, forcing her to lean forward. She also noticed she was kneeling on some kind of crate, her legs spread wide, and her ankles tied down. Then horror flowed through her mind as she realized she was topless! She recognized that she was still wearing underwear, otherwise she would be completely naked. She looked down and saw her breasts pointing downwards and freely in the air. She tried to move her hands, but her wrists were tied with rope, with her hands together. The way her arms were position, she had zero leverage to move them without dislocating something. “What the? W-where am I?” she gasped. Then she heard loud clacking of heels headed her way. She lifted her head and saw Gloria walking towards her and next to her a massive woman that had a long blond ponytail, and her body was ripped with muscles.
“Good to see you awake again…….Dorothy..” Gloria said, once again emphasizing the name. She loved the position Darby was in as there was no escape. She made it to Darby, and she placed her right hand under Darby’s chin and forced her head up so she could stare into Darby’s eyes. “You are probably wondering why I keep stressing your name……Dorothy. That’s because I know that is not your REAL name! I know you are not who you say you are….” she said with anger in her voice.
Darby felt her body grow cold as her undercover identity was compromised! But she still had to play it off because she was so close to breaking this case wide open. If she revealed her true identity, those poor women in the cavern below would be sold off! “W-what are you talking about? Muh name is Dorothy. Dorothy Watkins….” she said, trying to sound convincing.
“Oh really?” Gloria said sarcastically. She then rolled her eyes and then looked right back into Darby’s. Listen to me you tall bitch! I KNOW you are not Dorothy Watkins! I suggest you tell me who you really are and make this easy on yourself.” Gloria demanded.
“Please! You have to believe me! Muh name is Dorothy! Why are you doing this to me? Let me go Ma’am!” Darby begged.
Gloria then removed her finger from Darby’s chin and now she felt rage, but she calmed herself. She knew who Darby really was but wanted to force her red-headed victim to admit it. “So, you want to do this the hard way huh? Well, let me introduce you to my friend Helga. Helga is a Russian bounty hunter, and you know what she told me her favorite type of prey is? Tell her Helga….” Gloria smiled.
“Red headed bitches like you….” Helga grinned and let out an evil chuckle.
“And what do you like to do with red headed bitches, Helga?” Gloria asked with a twinkle in her eye.
“I like to torture them…..” Helga responded. She then locked her fingers together and then cracked her knuckles.
Darby’s eyes went wide with shock! She was about to be tortured? She was completely helpless and vulnerable. Her eyes darted around the room she was in, and it appeared to be a closet as she saw some articles of clothing hanging on the walls. She now realized she was in that closet she saw in Gloria’s room. The door was shut, and she was trapped! “No!!! Ya can’t torture me! I did nothing wrong! Let me go! Muh name is Dorothy! I don’t know what you are talking about!!!” she pleaded.
Gloria then placed her face directly into Darby’s. “The best part is…..I know your weakness..hehehe” she laughed evilly. She then planted a kiss on the tip of Darby’s nose and then grinned. “This is your last chance…why don’t you tell me who you really are….”
Darby felt her body go cold. She was trapped and she couldn’t escape. Gloria had threatened to torment her and the fact she mentioned her “weakness”, she knew exactly how this was going to go! “No!! Not that! Please don’t do that to me!” she begged.
“Then tell me who you really are, and we can avoid the horrific screaming you are about to do….” Gloria said, then her evil grin formed on her face again.
Darby didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t blow her cover! She couldn’t admit who she really is because if she did, the entire undercover operation would fail and worst yet, those poor women would have no one to save them. A chill of fear flowed through her as she knew she would have to endure the torture. She lowered her head and prepared herself to suffer. “I’m telling you….muh name is Dorothy..” she mumbled.
Gloria let out a loud evil laugh as she heard Darby’s response. She hoped her victim would try to resist. “Awww….wrong answer…” she cooed, then reached her hands forward. Since Darby’s arms were tied behind her back and slightly elevated, the armpits were vulnerable and she knew if Darby jerked too hard to try and block the fingers, she would dislocate her shoulder. Her fingertips made it the outside edges of the armpits and she started to lightly graze that skin. She saw Darby’s body tense up and start to shudder from the touch. “tickle tickle tickle…”
Darby started to grunt as she felt the fingertips grazing her very ticklish underarms and she did her best to try and hold in her laughter. The nails continued to scrape along her skin and soon, she started to let some laughs out. “C-c-come on! T-this tickles!” Darby whined, still trying to hold in her laughter.
“I know it tickles…that’s why I am doing it. I know exactly how ticklish you are…” Gloria smiled as her fingers were now scraping a little faster. She wanted to torture this woman and she actually hoped she would continue to defy her. It would give her reason to torture her. “Now again, WHO are you?”
Darby gritted her teeth as the tickling sensation was getting worse as time passed. Those nails were right on the outside edge of her armpits and when she tried to close her arms, she felt a sharp pain. This pain made her completely aware that she couldn’t wiggle around too much because she felt the torque on her shoulders. Then a giggle slipped out as she tried to beg for mercy. “hehehehe it tickles! I’m trying to tell ya, muh name is Dorothy! Hahahahahaha who else hahahaha would I be?” she giggled.
“I KNOW you’re lying! You are not Dorothy Watkins! You are a fraud and I intend to make you tell me who you are! Out with it!” Gloria demanded and then moved her nails to the center of Darby’s underarms.
“NOOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAPPPPP STAAAAAAAAAPPP!! IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OUCH!!!” Darby screamed out as she felt the tickling and twisted her body to avoid the fingers, which sent shockwaves of pain. She continued to feel the fingers in her hollows, and it started to get worse as the fingernails scratched along her delicate skin. She felt helpless because she could not protect herself. Even when she was tied down before, whether it was with La Diabla, or Madam Olivia, or even Gloria when they were back in Texas, she didn’t experience pain and could move her body around. Now, if she moved, she would feel pain so trying to keep still make the tickling even worse.
Gloria continued to tickle the armpits and loved finding particular sensitive spots. She felt pleasure in her own body as she looked at the tormented look on Darby’s face. She wanted to drive her victim completely crazy, so she started to press her fingertips deeper into the skin which only caused Darby to scream louder. A thrill went through her as she was inflicting more and more tickle punishment to her. She loved how Darby would close her eyes tight. She loved the way the mouth was wide open in a hysterical smile, the sound of the laughter coming out. Gloria remembered when she tickled Darby before in her house back in Texas and that was for sexual fun. Now, she was doing this to inflict a punishment. She had discovered Darby’s true identity and now her mission was to make Darby admit it. She then stopped the finger pressing and scraping along the armpits so she could ask Darby the question again.
Darby felt a sense of relief as she felt the fingers stop tickling her. Her eyes were getting wet from tears of laughter and her heart was racing. She took this moment to start breathing heavy and to beg for mercy. Her arms and shoulders were already aching and she needed to be set free. “Please…hehehehe please….stop tickling me…It tickles….hehehehehe…so much…” she gasped.
“You want the tickling to stop? Well…….WHO are you?!!” Gloria demanded.
Darby lowered her head, took a deep sigh and then looked up again. She had to find the will to not give up her true identity. “I’m trying to tell you……muh name…is Dorothy…please….let me free…I’m Dorothy…” she whimpered.
“Tsk tsk tsk….You sure are a stubborn one. You know who you really are, and you keep lying to me. I guess I haven’t tickled the truth out of you yet.” Gloria said. She was starting to enjoy this position and now wanted to inflict more tickle torture to really send a message to Darby. “If you don’t tell me, then I will have my friend Helga here, help me out. Just to let you know…she LOVES to torture women…” she threatened.
Helga had a huge grin on her face, and she hoped Darby would deny the truth again. She wanted to join in on this torture. “Da! I love tickle torture…” she smiled. She then walked to the Darby’s right side, close by her naked ass and face towards Darby’s back. She could see Darby’s wrists in the air, and her back was completely vulnerable. After watching Gloria do some tickling, she knew Darby was extremely ticklish and she was going to truly enjoy this.
“So….what’s your REAL name? Tell me, or you are going to suffer….” Gloria threatened, then positioned her fingertips right on the center of the exposed hollows.
Darby could already feel those fingertips tickling her and they didn’t even start. It also worried her that that mammoth of a woman was behind her, and she didn’t know what she was going to do. She started to think about Sheriff Dickerson and Mr. Michaels from the United States Department of Justice. They placed their faith in her to complete this mission. She had to fight the urge to reveal her identity because that would ruin the entire mission. Darby took a deep breath and looked at Gloria. “Muh name is Dorothy…why are you doing this to me? Please stop tickling me…..” she pleaded.
“I am deeply disappointed in your response, but then again, it makes me happy. Why? Because that means I get to……tickle….you even more! Helga….” Gloria grinned as she nodded towards the tall Russian woman. She then started to drill her fingers into the hollows and had a satisfied smile when she heard the hysterical laughter coming from Darby. She took her index fingers and dug them deeper into the flesh and she saw her victim’s head thrashing in ticklish agony.
Helga grinned when she saw what Gloria was doing and now it was her turn. She stared at Darby’s back, then took her left index finger and placed it right between Darby’s shoulder blades, then lightly traced it right down the spine. She slowly moved her finger across that skin, and she really loved how soft the skin was. Her finger made it to the small of the back and traced it to the top of Darby’s ass crack, only to reverse direction and now the finger traced up through the small of the back, to the lower back area, going up the spine and back at the shoulder blade area. Once she got it there, she drew lazy circles.
Darby screamed in agonizing laughter as not only did she feel fingers digging into her armpits, but she also felt that finger on her back. She felt the most horrific ticklish feeling as her back was very sensitive. Her back was never really tickled that much, so that sensation was really getting to her. She opened her eyes in a wild tickled look and she could see the look of evil satisfaction on Gloria’s face. Her eyes were watering up and when she felt that finger stroking down her back again, she lurched forward which put more pressure on her arms, which hurt her. “YA HAVE TO HAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAPP PLEASE!!!! STAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” she screamed in agony.
Gloria gave a wry smile as she heard Darby screaming. She just stared back at her and did not change her rhythm of the tickle torture. Her fingers were now exploring all over the armpits and she loved it. She felt Darby’s body quivering and it delighted her when she heard some squeals of pain as well. Her eyes then looked down and she saw Darby’s naked breasts jiggling. She knew she would eventually play with those sexy breasts, but right now, she wanted to inflict as much tickle torment as possible in these precious armpits. Gloria was going to break Darby and she had all day to do so if necessary.
Helga continued her finger stroking on the back and loved it when she got to the top of the ass crack. She knew when she goes lower, this tickle victim was going to lose her mind. Her finger now concentrated on the small of the back and she wanted to prolong the torture. She didn’t want to outpace Gloria as this was not her subject. Her role was to supplement Gloria so she couldn’t go all in. She did look forward to playing with more of this sexy woman and if this was a one-on-one encounter, she would absolutely love to inflict her ruthless style on this soft body. Helga was impressed with Darby’s physical stature as she was a tall one. She was taller, but not by much. Darby was not as muscular as her, but she was toned. She wished she could have a one on one battle because she truly enjoyed beating tall women. Helga then traced her finger from the small of the back and went across it, heading towards the exposed sides. She really enjoyed the tremors she felt from Darby’s body.
Darby felt the Helga’s finger wandering to her sides and it felt horrific. The light touch that the tall woman was giving her was worse than she could imagine. She felt chills from her body and knew the hairs on her body were standing up. What frustrated her was she couldn’t writhe her body too much or pain would be present in her shoulders. Even with that light tickling on her back and teasing her sides, what really stood out was the horrific tickling in her armpits. She looked up at Gloria’s face and saw an evil look in her face. Darby could feel her lungs burning as her laughter started to increase. Now, she felt a tear of laughter falling down her cheek.
“I will be honest, seeing you suffer has always been a turn on. You have such sweet laughter, but this time, I want your laughter to be that of suffering. You keep thinking you can hold off, but like I told you earlier, I know you are not Dorothy. I know this and you know this. Just how long you want to suffer is up to you. In a way, keep holding out because eventually I will get to those big feet of yours….” Gloria said with a menacing tone as she paused her armpit tickling.
Darby’s felt a sensation of fear grip her body as she heard the threat against her feet. Now, she was very concerned because her feet were always the absolute most ticklish spot on her body. She started to consider her position and knew if her feet were touched, she may break and the entire secret mission would be foiled. She considered giving another name, but if she did that would be admitting her name “Dorothy” was a ruse and Gloria would keep pressing on. Darby decided she would have to keep fighting and hopefully convince Gloria that she was indeed “Dorothy”, a hardworking maid. “Muh name….hehehehe is….Dorothy…..please…..stop tickling me…..” she giggled.
Helga paused her tickling and listened to Gloria teasing and threatening Darby. When she heard Gloria mention big feet, that gave her a thrill. She looked down and saw the vulnerable bare feet. She then moved her body to get completely behind Darby and observed the prisoner. She loved looking at that panty covered bottom and when her eyes went down to the barefeet that were hanging off the edge of the crate, she gasped, and she felt her heart race. Before her eyes were rather large and meaty soles, with a deep shade of pink on the skin. She absolutely loved the look of those feet as they looked extraordinarily soft and tender. She loved how big they were, they weren’t as big as her own size 13s, but they were close. Now her mind started to wonder how they would feel, how they would respond to her touch. “My, my, my. You have beautiful feet…” she said, unable to help herself from admiring them.
Gloria heard this and she looked up at her Russian assistant. “Yes, she does have very beautiful feet. They are perfect. You should find out how soft and tender they are. The best part is, they are EXTREMELY ticklish. She is going to go absolutely crazy when we tickle those BIG feet of hers. But not yet my friend. We will save them for last. I want her to realize what ticklish hell awaits her if she does not tell me who she really is….”
Darby started to grunt as she heard the conversation about her feet. She hated when her feet were threatened as they are very sensitive to tickling. She had a feeling the tall brute of a woman was staring at her exposed feet and now she was nervous. She did hear Gloria tell the woman to not tickle her feet yet, but it still made her very nervous. Darby shook her head and tried to reason with Gloria. “Please…Ms. Wellington. You got to stop this! I’m telling ya, muh name is Dorothy! I am your maid. Please stop trying to torture me….I just want to do a good job. Why would I lie to you?” she pleaded.
Gloria could only smirk as she heard Darby’s begging. This only meant that her torture was slowly breaking down the red headed woman. She then placed her face back into Darby’s and grinned. “I know you’re lying…I know your name is not Dorothy. You are lying to me. You tried to take me for a fool. So, not only do I need to know your real name, but I want to know WHY you wanted to be my maid. I really suggest you tell me, because I am going to tickle you until you lose your mind….” she threatened.
“You have to believe me! Muh name is Dorothy! Please!! Muh name is Dorothy!” Darby screamed, trying to get Gloria to believe her. Then she grunted and her body twitched as she felt fingers on the small of her back again, and they drifted to her sides. The tickling was very soft, but it still caused a great deal of agony to her. “P-please..make her staahahahahahahaha!” she laughed.
Helga loved stroking this delicate skin and she truly enjoyed how soft it was. When her fingers got close to the sides, she saw the body tremble. Standing behind Darby, between the two ankles with that panty covered ass pressing into her stomach, she reached her hands forward and started to “lobster claw” the sides and she absolutely loved the reaction she got.
Darby screamed in ticklish agony as she felt those hands squeezing her sides. She realized those hands were very strong and the pressure into her sides really tickled her. She also felt a surge of pain as her shoulders were wretched when she lurched forward responding to the tickling of her sides. Her arms were hurting as the torque being applied to them was great. She would laugh, but also wince in pain. Darby was getting worried. The way she was tied, there was absolutely no escape at all. She had no idea how she was going to get out of this as Gloria seemed determined to torture her.
Gloria enjoyed seeing Darby scream ticklish laughter mixed with painful winces. She then reached each index finger forward and placed the tips directly on the sides of Darby’s breasts and wriggled the fingers in that sensitive flesh. The look on Darby’s face absolutely delighted her and she wriggled her fingers even faster. She enjoyed listening to the laughter and now she pressed on. She wanted to increase the intensity to send a message to Darby that it was going to be a long day if she didn’t give her what she wanted. “WHO are you?!” Gloria demanded.
Darby heard the question, and she couldn’t even answer right now. The feeling of those fingers on the sides of her breasts were driving her crazy. Gloria had found a very sensitive spot on her body and the ticklish intensity flowed through her. It also didn’t help she felt her lower sides by her hips being squeezed by some very strong hands. She involuntarily jerked her hips, trying to avoid moving her upperbody to avoid hurting herself. But then it went back to the sides of her breasts and her small movements caused slight pain in her arms. “I’M HAHAHAHAHAHA DOROTHY!!HAHAHAHAHA DOROTHY!!!” she screamed, still trying to hold out.
Helga was really starting to get into this as she heard Darby’s refusal to break. It gave her license to really inflict intense tickle torture. She thought about how much she enjoyed breaking the young ladies who would become sex slaves with tickling, now breaking a woman with the physical stature of Darby would be a thrill. She then squeezed right into the hipbones and hearing the intensity of Darby’s laughter made her smile. She felt a surge of dominance flowing through her and she wished Gloria would turn over all the tickling duties to her. She then stared at Darby’s ass, still hiding inside the underwear. She wanted to tear them off and have her way with Darby’s ass and pussy. Her excitement started to grow as she saw the hips wriggling more as her hands squeezed the hipbones with greater intensity. Using her strength, she was able to dig deeper into the hipbones, trying to draw out the most horrific laughter as she could.
Gloria continued her finger spinning torment and a thrill went through her when she saw Darby’s head drop. She saw the red hair starting to come undone from the bun it was in and it was starting to be a sweaty mess. This was a sign of Darby starting to lose her will. She then looked at Helga and nodded her head, indicating to stop the tickling right now. She removed her own fingers and then used her left hand to lift Darby’s head up. Gloria could see the exhaustion starting to be more apparent in the face and it was time to push harder. “Now dear, ready to tell me who you really are? We both know you are not Dorothy. So why do you keep refusing to answer my question? All you have to do is tell me who you really are, and this can all end….” Gloria said in a calm voice. She then leaned down and gave a kiss to Darby’s sweaty forehead. “…it can all end and then we can have some more pleasurable things. Just like that other night…”
Darby continued to breathe hard as she tried to recover from the tickling she just endured. She could feel her hair coming undone and feeling the sweat on her face. She looked at Gloria’s face and, in that moment, she saw the same face she saw nights ago when their tickling moment was more sensual, even though it drove her crazy. She started to feel some arousal as the kiss on her forehead felt nice. It was soothing and the tickling had stopped. Maybe Gloria was just trying to test her. Maybe this was part of her “games” where she wanted to send her maids into a ticklish frenzy just to drive up the intensity. Darby started to think that maybe her cover wasn’t blown, this was all part of the game. She had to keep with the idea that she was indeed “Dorothy Watkins”.
Helga looked at Gloria teasing Darby and she wanted to do more. She wanted to inflict ruthless tickle torture on that sweet young body. “Madam, let me have some fun with her. When I am done with her, she will tell you want you want to know…” she offered.
Gloria looked up and saw the look of desire in Helga’s eyes. She never witnessed Helga torturing the girls, but she knew how ruthless she was because each girl looked broken by the time Helga finished with them. She wanted Darby to suffer, and now she could sit back and watch it all happen. “Have fun with her, but DO NOT touch her feet or her pussy…I want those myself..” Gloria smiled. She then stepped back and started to rub her naked breasts in anticipation of this torture.
Darby looked at Gloria in shock as her ticklish body was just offered to this huge woman behind her. She didn’t know how rough that woman could be, but just feeling how strong her hands were mere moments earlier, she knew she was in a heap of trouble. Panic started to set in, and she couldn’t help but beg! “NO!! PLEASE DON’T TICKLE ME!!!”
Helga gave an evil chuckle as she stepped from behind Dorothy and went directly into her face. She definitely thought Darby had a very beautiful face and what made it even more beautiful was the look of abject fear on it. “You see, I am really going to enjoy this whoever you really are…I suggest you tell the truth right now, or I will have to……” Helga started, then paused for dramatic effect. She looked on at Darby’s panicked face and she couldn’t help but smile. “……..torture you. I mean, I am really…..really……going to torture you…” she finished.
Darby looked at Helga’s face in horror. Just the sound of her voice scared her. This woman was a walking muscle and didn’t look soft at all. Now Darby started to think was keeping her identity guarded worth what she was sure to be hell on earth? She then closed her eyes and lowered her head. “I’m telling ya the truth..muh name is…..Dorothy..” she said in a lower voice, knowing she was about to suffer for this decision.
“Good! You continue to lie to me…” Helga said with delight in her voice. She then took her right hand, grabbed Darby’s chin and lifted her head. “My name is Helga. I will be your worst nightmare….” she said, then let Darby’s head drop again. She then stood up and walked towards Darby’s exposed left side. Now she was standing next to Darby, facing towards her head, her own right leg and hip next to Darby’s body and she reached her hands on either side of Darby’s body and placed them on the ribcage. “This is going to really tickle…” she laughed as she then started to press her fingers and squeezed the ribcage.
“OWWWW!!!! NOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Darby screeched as she felt those very powerful fingers in her ribs. The right hand of Helga was pressing and squeezing her right ribcage and her left hand on her left ribcage. The ticklish sensation was far more intense than what she ever felt before. This woman was STRONG!!! Pain also went through her body as her body was writhing, which only applied more pressure on her arms and now her shoulders were aching. She didn’t know what to do! There was no way she could keep still as she felt the fingers digging deeper into the cage, finding all the sensitive spots. It was as though Helga’s fingers found each sensitive spot between her ribs and it tickled like hell. Her hips started to sway, her feet were wriggling around, and she clenched her fingers. Forced hysterical laughter flowed through her mouth and now she saw Gloria who managed to sit down on a chair and had this look of glee in her eyes.
Gloria watched the tickle torture Helga was applying and she felt a surge of excitement. Looking at Darby’s tortured face made her swoon in lust. She could see Helga’s biceps bulging so she knew the Russian woman was applying a lot of strength in her tickling. Gloria felt her nipples hardening and she couldn’t help but rub them. She chuckled to herself as she saw Darby staring at her. She wanted her maid to see how much she enjoyed this. Because it would send a signal to her that she wanted her to suffer for a very long time.
Helga continued her tickling of Darby’s ribs and she felt a tingle between her own legs. There was something about this woman’s laughter that made her feel lust in her loins. She then moved her hands up and down each respective ribcage in a rapid fashion, almost as though she was “typing” on the firm ribs. She noticed that when she moved her hands faster, Darby’s screams would get louder. “Come on ticklish girl…just tell Helga your real name and this could be allllll over…..” Helga teased.
Darby continued to scream in laughter as she felt those really strong hands on her ribs. The constant pressing and “typing” was brutal. Whenever the finger pressed into her skin, a strong jolt of ticklish energy ripped through her. With each touch her body jerked around and flashes of pain would also rip through her. This woman was definitely not like Gloria. Gloria’s style was to tickle the surface of her skin, with a few presses into her body. This massive woman was pressing deep into her skin, directly into her muscles so the tickling sensation was much worse. Her head started to shake, her body was straining and sweat was starting to come out a lot more. Darby felt her lungs burning and exhaustion was already setting in. This evil woman was very effective in her tickling style!
Gloria felt the pangs of lust growing in her body as she witnessed true tickle torture. The look on Darby’s face, that sheer look of terror really made her wet between her legs. She watched at how Helga’s fingers were moving on Darby’s body, and she loved it. This was more fun than when she saw her maids tickling each other in one of her lust filled activities. This was brutal tickle torture, not sexual teasing. Although she did start thinking about Darby’s sexual places. She remembered having fun with those naked breasts before and she watched them wiggle around as they hung towards the crate. She loved how pink the nipples were, and how sensitive they were. She started to get more hot thinking about Darby’s breasts, she just blurted out, “TICKLE HER NIPPLES!!”. She then rubbed her breasts more, hoping to see those vulnerable breasts get played with.
Helga paused her rib tickling and looked up at Gloria. She could see her rubbing her own breasts and knew she was in deep lust right now. She wanted to keep torturing the ribs but might as well keep the woman who was paying her happy. “As you wish…..” she smiled. From her position, she reached under Darby’s body with her hands and moved them towards the breasts. Her fingers found the two nipples and using a soft touch, she started to caress them. Helga wanted the nipples to respond as they would end up more sensitive to touch. Then, she could really torment them.
Darby gasped as she felt those same strong hands now softly touching and caressing her nipples. She was feeling so sensitive right now so that touch really made her react. Once again, she jerked her body, causing pain in her shoulders and arms but then she settled down and just endured the groping of her naked breasts. This wasn’t a painful torture and it surprised her how gentle this woman could touch her there. Then she felt some fear as she felt her nipples responding. The buds started to get stiff, and Darby was not pleased her body was going to respond this way. This overall situation was not sexual, it was torture, yet her body still reacted. Now, memories of that first day in the barn with La Diabla flowed through her mind. That was also a torture session, and her body responded the same way. Darby feared that even with torture, her body was going to react sexually, which only made her more vulnerable. Her mind wanted this to stop, but now her body was loving it. She lowered her head and watched the fingers softly touching her now stiff nipples and it was mesmerizing. The fingers moved slowly and with pleasurable intentions. Now, Darby felt herself getting aroused. Her mind wondered why does she have to get aroused in a time like this??
Gloria was about to lose it. She watched the tender touches on the nipples and she LOVED it! She saw the pink buds starting to swell in pleasure and she licked her lips. She knew Darby was getting horny and from previous experiences, made her even more ticklish. She was now hoping that Helga would tickle those nipples. She bit her lower lip and started tugging and rubbing her own breasts. “Oooh I love those nipples…” she moaned in pleasure.
Helga watched Gloria and it amused her. Her boss was truly enjoying what she was doing, and she had to admit, it was very arousing to watch it. She now took her thumb and index finger on each hand to grasp each nipple and gently tugged at them. She could feel the stiff nipples responding, now it was time to inflict some torture on them. Now her fingers started to diddle on them, trying to see if they would respond to a ticklish touch. She was delighted as she felt Darby’s body jerk a little giggle coming out. Jackpot! These breasts were ticklish, now it was time to inflict more torture!
Darby loved the way the fingers were touching her breasts, much to her mind’s dismay. Now she felt the fingers lightly fluttering across her nipples and she felt the ticklish sensations building up. A small giggle came out from her mouth and the realization that her very sensitive breasts were about to be tortured. “Nooooooooo….please hehehehe don’t tickle muh nipples…” she pleaded.
Helga heard the soft pleading, then lowered her head and managed to get her lips near Darby’s ears. “You know I am really going to tickle these nipples of yours. I will tickle them until you want to burst! I know you are getting hot, so I am going to take your body and make it mine….” she whispered. She then increased the speed of her nipple flickering and now stronger giggles came out. This was the response she wanted as she now slowly moved her hands to the bottom of Darby’s breasts. She now lightly fluttered her hands across the extremely sensitive skin.
“NOOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MUH BREASTS!!!!” Darby screamed to the top of her lungs as she felt those fingers tickling under her breasts. With her breasts hanging down, that delicate skin underneath her breasts and going into her abdomen was completely exposed. Her own breasts couldn’t protect that area and now she felt even more vulnerable. The ticklish sensations were more acute, and the agony was growing. She honestly did not know how much longer she would be able to hold out. The ticklish feelings were truly agonizing, and she truly feared she was going to break. Just like she broke when La Diabla tormented her in that barn that fateful day.
Helga continued to tickle the delicate skin under the breasts. She went for a very light touch, that was slow and deliberate. She knew this method would really drive the ticklish sensations to another level. It did have some benefits as the skin was so soft and supple. The screams of ticklish agony thrilled her. She now lightly tapped her fingers on that skin, then use the tips of her nails and very softly stroked them on the skin. She felt Darby’s breasts jiggling and she absolutely loved it. Helga watched the body twitching and shaking and when she looked at the tied up wrists and arms, she knew her victim had no chance of escape.
Gloria was on fire at this moment. Looking at the twisted ticklish agony on Darby’s face was really driving her crazy with lust. She now spread her legs open while sitting down and without any shame, took her right hand and started to rub between her legs. Watching Darby’s hanging breasts looked so erotic, the ticklish laughter full of sexual energy. “Keep torturing her…..that’s right, tickle those tits!” she barked out as her hand started to rub faster.
Darby looked at Gloria rubbing herself and she felt humiliated. Once again, this woman was getting off on her ticklish situation. Her eyes then shut tight again as the fingers below her breasts were sending her into hell. “YA GOT TO STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!!” she screamed out. She started to move her hips and did her best to not move her upperbody too much as she could still feel pain. Darby could only hope this woman would show some mercy.
Helga loved hearing Gloria’s words. She continued to tickle the undersides and then started to move her fingers around the breasts. She loved the curve of those hanging tits and did a small gasp as she felt how soft the skin was. This red headed victim was soft everywhere. Thoughts of how soft Darby was between her legs now filled Helga’s mind and she started to get anxious. She wanted to tear that underwear off and have her way with the special place. Now, she decided to move her hands down and started to tickle the ribs again. Helga smiled as she heard a desperate squeal and figured she hit a hot spot. Her fingers continued to probe the ribs and then she went back to the breasts, now lightly teasing the nipples.
Gloria was getting more and more aroused as she watched Helga tickle torturing Darby. Her hand started to move faster and she knew she would have an orgasm soon. Then she stopped rubbing herself and took a deep breath. She did this on purpose because she wanted to remain in a high arousal state so she could watch Darby suffer more before she came. Gloria loved edging herself, and now it was time to have some fun. She slowly got up from her chair and started to walk seductively towards Darby’s head. She nodded at Helga, indicating she wanted her to stop tickling. A sadistic grin formed on her face and when she finally made it to Darby’s body, she placed her face directly into Darby’s. Gloria waited for Darby to open her eyes and when she finally did, she spoke to her. “Now….who are you? Tell me the truth or what I say next, you won’t like…”
Darby continued to breathe hard as she tried to recover from the breasts and rib tickling. Her body felt so sensitive, and it was breaking her down. Now she looked at Gloria’s face in hers and she knew this was not going to go well. “I-I-I’m telling you the truth….muh name is…….Dorothy….please… no more torture…” she panted. She still fought the urge to not reveal her identity, even though she knew she was about to suffer more. She hoped Gloria would stop playing this game and believe her.
Gloria shook her head like a disappointed mother speaking to her child. “Tsk tsk tsk….well, I gave you the opportunity. Now, I have to take this to the next level…” Gloria said in a disappointed voice. She then lowered her head, took a deep breath, then looked up into Darby’s eyes. “….I guess we will just have to tickle your feet for you to admit who you really are…” she said then had a huge smile on her face.
Darby’s eyes popped wide open as she heard what Gloria just told her. “No!!! Ya can’t do that!!! No! PLEASE!!! NOT MUH FEET!!!” she begged. She did not want her feet to be touched! She knew not only would it tickle like hell, but she would jerk her body around and she may just dislocate her shoulders. She saw Gloria in her face and now that grin looked really evil.
“You sound scared sweetie! Well…. YOU SHOULD BE!!! Now, tell me. WHO are you? If you don’t tell me the truth, those precious, BIG, tender, ticklish feet of yours are going to really suffer. Now, who are you really?” Gloria threatened.
Darby heard the threat and she wanted to cry. She truly did not want her feet touched right now. Her body was very vulnerable, which made her very sensitive. Her mind began to race as she thought about giving up her identity, which would completely ruin her assignment. It would also mean those poor young women would be sold off and it would be her fault that she couldn’t save them. An image of one of them, Cheyenne, filled her mind and she thought about that sad face. But her feet were insanely ticklish. She was going to suffer greatly from them being tickled. Her body currently ached and she was so tired. She knew what she had to do. “Please! You can’t tickle muh feet…Muh name….Muh name is…..Dorothy…” she said, the her head slumped down.
Gloria could only shake her head as she heard the response. “You know, I was hoping you would still fight me. I have been wanting to tickle those feet of yours so badly….” she said as she then stood up and started to walk towards the area behind Dorothy. She could feel her heart racing as her excitement started to build. She absolutely could not wait to touch those feet. Memories of tickling them that first night when she inspected them, then the next night when she tickled them and even used one of the feet to rub an orgasm out of her, and then finally she got to tickle a foot as her other maid Bessie ate her out. Gloria was excited because now, she could tickle torture the feet with no mercy. She saw Helga also walking back towards behind Dorothy and when she got there, she looked down and her heart almost stopped. She was now staring at the soles of those feet, and it made her really excited. The deep pink color really made the skin looked very delicate and from her past experiences with these feet, she knew just how soft they were. Gloria felt a chill go through her body as she truly adored these feet and now, they were all hers.
Helga made it to the back and stood next to Gloria to her left. She also began to gaze at the bottoms of those feet, and she really loved what she saw. She liked how big they were, how meaty the feet were and how thick the toes were. She wondered how soft they were as they did look extremely soft. “May I tickle her feet?” she asked.
“Oh you will..but these feet are mine first….” Gloria grinned. She could see the excitement on Helga’s face and understood the anxiety. Darby’s feet were the most perfect feet she ever laid her eyes on. She then knelt down on the floor and went towards the upturned right foot. She saw that foot twitching nervously and her own anticipation was at a fever pitch. She started to reach her hand forward and noticed it was trembling a little. She smiled because she knew how excited she was to once again play with these feet. It also delighted her knowing that she could torture these feet for as long as she liked because this wasn’t about just sex. This was about punishing this woman who lied to her. Once her fingers made it to the sole, she took her index finger of her right hand and poked the sole right in the middle of the arch.
“HEY!!!! Please….please don’t touch muh feet….” Darby pleaded as she felt that finger poking her foot. She could feel the ticklish tremors in her body and because she was already worn out, the sensation had extra intensity. Fear gripped her body as her most ticklish spot was completely vulnerable. She started to wriggle her foot, hoping subconsciously that it would be able to get away from the tickle torment.
Gloria’s lips formed an evil smile as she started to poke the foot repeatedly. She absolutely loved how soft the foot was and how much it was wriggling around. She then poked her index finger in the ball of the foot and heard a ticklish giggle coming from Darby. She loved the sound of that giggle. So girly like and sweet. Flashbacks of those nights with these feet flooded her mind and she couldn’t hold out any longer! She now started to spider walk her fingers down the length of the sole, starting at the heel and trickling down into the arch, then the ball of the foot and then the base of those wiggling toes.
“NOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAA STAAAAAAAPPPPPPPHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPP!!!!” Darby shrieked in ticklish agony as she felt the fingers fluttering down her foot. The feeling was very intense, and she felt it all through her aching body. She even contorted her upper body and now pain shot through her as her shoulders were wretched. Then the intense tickling feeling returned to her mind as fingers were dancing in her arch. She absolutely hated having her feet tickled because it drove her insane. This was her weakness and she wondered how long she would be able to hold up.
Helga lost her breath in shock as she heard the maniacal laughter coming from Darby. She knew women had very ticklish feet, but this particular woman had REALLY ticklish feet. She watched in amazement as she saw Gloria’s fingers going up and down that precious foot and it made her really excited. As she watched the fingers dancing on that pink sole, she paid close attention to which spots seemed to make the victim scream more. It was hard to tell because it looked like every part of that foot was extremely sensitive. Helga looked up and even saw Darby’s body wriggling around and she knew that she must be in pain too. But it seemed like the victim didn’t care as the tickling was much worse. Helga could not wait until she got her chance at those perfect pink feet.
Gloria continued to flutter her fingers up and down the sole and now she used her left hand to grab the toes to hold the foot still. Once she got it under some control, she used the pads of her fingers to gently flutter down the sole. The incredible softness felt nice on her fingers and she loved how the fingers would stimulate that skin. She could hear Darby’s shrieks of laughter and knew she was tormenting her. A wry smile formed on her face because she knew this was the beginning. She was barely touching this foot and when she decided to really apply tickle pressure on the foot, she would make this lying woman’s mind snap. Gloria decided she wanted to prolong the torture so she would play nice to the foot, then when going for the kill, she would really tickle the life out of her victim. A fun thought then popped into her mind. This was only ONE foot. Her eyes looked over at the left foot and saw it wriggling as well. She knew from previous experiences, that foot was even more ticklish.
Darby continued to laugh with reckless abandon as she felt the fingers dancing on her foot. She also recognized that this was very light touching and not hard core torture. Fear grew within her knowing that most likely, Gloria was going to really torment her. She was laughing uncontrollably now, what was going to happen when it got worse? She closed her eyes and tried to focus on something else. But even in her own mind she could imagine the bottom of her foot and it was at the mercy of a woman intent to destroy her. “PLEASE!!!! YA GOT TO STOP THIS!! I’M TICKLISHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she continued to laugh.
“Yes, I know you are ticklish. I know you are REALLY ticklish on this sweet, soft foot of yours. But you chose for this to happen, so……..SUFFER!!” Gloria responded to Darby’s pleading. She then drummed her fingertips a little faster across the sole and focused on the instep. She took the pad of her index finger and stroked it softly along the instep where it led into the arch. She winced for a moment as she heard a very loud shrill like laugh coming from her victim. Now she felt her own nipples throbbing because this foot was getting tortured. Her eyes then looked at a certain spot on the foot. The spot right in the center of the foot, where the ball of the foot met the arch. She stopped her instep tickling and just focused on that area. She remembered how sensitive it was there and now it was time to explore it.
Helga was enjoying the show before her. She would see Gloria apply her fingers to that sole and the screams Darby gave were perfect for her. Her anxiousness also started to increase as she wanted a piece of this action. She then decided that since she couldn’t play with those perfect feet yet, she might as well double the torment on the body. She walked over to Darby’s left side and reached her left hand under and started to tickle Darby’s vulnerable belly. Her fingers lightly scribbled on that flesh, and it felt wonderful to her. The skin was soft, but also very firm.
Darby’s eyes went really wide with surprise as she felt those fingers playing with her stomach. She tried to raise her stomach, and arching her back, which only caused pain in her shoulders. The pain wasn’t long, but the tickling sensation was definitely there. The feeling of those fingers on her belly, combined with fingers on her foot was getting to be a lot. “HAHAHAHAHAHA YA GOT TO STOP!!! PLEASE!!! HAHAHAHAHA I’M BEGGING YA!!!!!! PPPPLLLLLLEEEEAAAAAAASSSEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” she begged.
Gloria chuckled as she listened to Darby’s screams. She also looked up and saw Helga standing next to Darby and from her vantage point, she could see Helga’s fingers tickling the belly. This did amuse her as she knew Darby was suffering. Her eyes then went back to the spot she was focusing one and took the very tip of her fingernail and did small, deliberate circles on that spot. She laughed to herself as she saw the foot clench up and started to shake wildly, making her fingers come off the flesh. She then used her left hand to grab the foot and it took some effort to held that foot still, then drag her fingernail once again in that area. She felt the foot trying to free itself from her grasp, so she held on. The foot was large, so she definitely had to put in some effort. She then started to sink her nail into the flesh, eliciting further tickle torment.
Darby continued to shriek in ticklish agony as she felt that fingernail drilling into the bottom of her foot. She tried to wriggle her foot, but she felt that hand holding her foot still. All she could do was make her foot quiver as much as she could, but it was no use. On top of this torment, those fingers on her stomach did not make things any better. She felt the fingers probing all over her stomach and getting dangerously close to her belly button. All of this was getting to be way too much for her, and she just kept begging. “HAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! YOU ARE TORTURING ME!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!!!”
Helga loved the screaming she heard from this victim. Her fingers were now creeping up towards the edges of the stomach, getting closer to the sides of the body and once it got there, she started to lightly flutter her fingers on that exposed left side. She smiled when she saw Darby’s body lurch towards the right side, trying to escape the fingers and heard a yelp of pain. She shook her head wondering why this sexy woman just didn’t break and give Gloria what she wanted. Helga had a little admiration for this woman as she had fight in her, but it also motivated her to keep her own tickling going because the tougher the woman, the more satisfying it was to break them. She then started to stroke her fingers back towards the belly so she could play with that spot again.
Gloria continued to do very small circles on that spot of Darby’s right foot. She liked how the skin turned white in contrast to the rest of the deep pink color on the rest of the sole. As her circles continued, she started to press into the skin which caused more foot trembling and the laughter got louder. What she also really enjoyed was the amazing soft skin. It truly felt extraordinarily soft, and she felt another tingle of lust between her legs. She was still on the edge of heated lust and tickling this foot was making her more and more horny. Now, she stopped the tickling and reached out to Helga. “Stop for a moment please…” she told her. When she saw the massive Russian woman stop, she then stood up and started to walk back towards Darby’s head on the right side and when she got there, she smiled. Darby’s face was a total mess. She could see how her pale skin was red as she was screaming as loud as she could. The face was glistening with sweat, and the hair was becoming very soaked in sweat. This really made her feel good.
Darby felt the fingers stop tickling her and all she could do was breathe heavily, doing her best to recover. Having these two women tickle her was horrific. Her lungs were burning, and her body ached even more. She even felt some drool coming from her mouth. Her eyes were watery, and she was on the verge of crying. She saw Gloria now standing in front of her and she tried her best to beg. “please…no more…no more….” she whimpered.
“Awwww…is my big liar getting tired of this? Well, you can make it all end if you simply tell me….. WHO ARE YOU????!!!” Gloria demanded. She then reached her right hand back and gave a semi hard slap on Darby’s left cheek. She then leaned closer into Darby’s face and sneered. “Tell me who you are really are or I will torture you until you do. You know how much I love your feet. I could play with them forever. But I won’t play with them. When I go back there, I am going to TORTURE them. So, WHO ARE YOU???!!!”
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UP NEXT: Does Darby break? And, La Diabla looks for Cheyenne!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? Darby is in trouble, but will she hold out? Stay tuned for part 3 to find out!
