I had posted these stories on the TMF, but decided to post them here as well. I hope everyone enjoys them and knows that the fourth part is on it's way.
The Factor:
“Damn…” Lisa thought. Her first mission was given to her a week ago and already the girl had screwed it up. Lisa was a beautiful woman, she had green eyes, and long black hair that was tied up to the back of her head. She had tanned skin, and stood at six feet. She was a master of disguise, and was multilingual. She had mastered four languages. that’s how she received her first mission.
When she received her first mission Lisa was more than happy to show off her skills. It was a simple mission. All Lisa had to do was place a tracker device on a man named Steven. A blond haired man, with blue eyes. Besides that Lisa didn’t know much about the man. She didn’t know why she had to place a tracker on the man, but in her line of work you didn’t question your orders. Besides she wanted to make a good impression. She didn’t need to do a lot of “sneaking” as it was called, Steven was holding a large party on his estate.
When she was about to place the tracker on Steven however she was caught by a security guard. Lisa soon found herself in Steven’s private office on the second floor of his estate. Lisa found herself bound. Her arms were tied to the arms of the chair she sat in, and her feet were locked in wooden stocks. The stocks caused Lisa to sit forwards in the seat, the stock was very uncomfortable. She felt almost embarrassed because of what she wore.
She wore a long green dress that looked like it sparkled in the light, she had a slit that ran up the side of her right leg. Her white panties were clearly visible because of the way she sat, she wore black heels but they had been removed and was sitting on Steven’s desk. Along with the tracker…
Steven sat in his leather chair, his feet were prompt on his desk. His hands were folded into each other, he wore a large smile.
“So… where did you come from?” Steven asked.
“My name is Lisa… my code name is…” Lisa began, her duty was never to reveal more than what was necessary, when she finished she could have sworn Steven laughed.
“So who do you work for?” Steven asked.
“My name is…”
“Lisa I know! Who gives a shit!?” Steven asked, as he jumped to his feet.
“What do you think I want?” Lisa asked, she starred into Steven’s eyes.
“Let me think…” Steven asked, as he picked up the tracker. “I deal in so much. It’s hard to tell.” Steven said. “I’m not an idiot though, I won’t delve into details that might screw me over in the end.”
“Than kill me and get it over with.” Lisa said.
“Kill you?” Steven said, as he moved around his desk. Sitting on the edge he smiled brightly. “I’ve never killed anyone in my life, liability of course…” Steven nodded his head as he spoke, as though he and Lisa both understood. Lisa had never killed anyone either.
“What’s with the stocks than?” Lisa asked.
“I thought I’d get the information out of you another… simpler way.” Steven said. Reaching into his pocket Steven pulled out a lighter. Clicking the silver button on the back a bright flame appeared. Lisa began to wiggle her feet, she struggled in her binds. Steven brought the flame close to Lisa’s soles and waved it dangerously around. Suddenly the flame disappeared and Steven started to laugh.
“I’m just fucking with you.” Steven said, as he placed the lighter back in his pocket. Steven ran his fingers over Lisa’s soles, his fingers caressed her feet, his thumbs ran over her soles. Lisa kicked her feet harder, she held her breath praying that she wouldn’t start laughing.
“Pillow biter?” Steven teased. Pulling back Lisa’s toes with his left hand, he started to run his fingers over Lisa’s ticklish soles. Lisa started to giggle even harder, she shook her head, a large smile appeared on the girls face. She turned towards the left, trying to hid her smile. Her eyes grew brighter. Steven saw this as attractive.
He felt Lisa’s toes as they tried to bend, but he was too strong. “Sorry baby, I need a giggle.”
“F-F…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa tried to cuss, but her laughter over took her. Steven continued to run his fingers delicately over Lisa’s feet. He loved feet, especially Lisa’s. The way they tried to move, the way her toes curved, and wiggled. The fact that the soles of her feet were pink in color. Steven finally released Lisa’s wiggling toes, and began to run his fingers over the arches. When the girl kicked her feet, Steven ran his fingers over her heels. Lisa couldn’t keep up, she kicked wildly and laughed harder.
“STOP…PLEASE!” Lisa screamed. The girl had been trained in all kinds of torture, but tickling wasn’t one of them. Lisa’s feet were so hyper-ticklish, her words became scrambled, and when she tried to speak all that erupted from her lips were giggles.
Steven began to drum his fingers over Lisa’s toes, the slightest touch caused Lisa to break out in a fit of giggles.
“HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…OKAY…OKAY…NO…MORE!” Lisa begged. Steven slowed down his attack. Pulling back the toes of Lisa’s left foot, he ran a finger down the sole.
“Ready to talk?” Steven asked, and as though to prove a point, the man ran another finger down Lisa’s soles.
“Yes!” Lisa cried. She couldn’t believe she was about to really screw up her mission by revealing to Steven her plans.
“Tell me than.” Steven said, as he ran another finger up the sole. Lisa yelped, and started to giggle.
“Okay. All I’m supposed to do is put the tracker on you, I don’t know why…” Lisa said. Steven sighed and reached forwards to tickle Lisa’s soles again. “NO WAIT!” Lisa begged. “They probably want to know where you go when you disappear.” Lisa said.
“Why?” Steven asked.
“I’m a lackey, they don’t tell me.” Lisa said.
Steven nodded. “That wasn’t so hard was it?” Steven asked. “But now were back to where we started.” Steven began to run his fingers back over Lisa’s soles, his hands seemed to know where to tickle. He ran his fingers up and down her ticklish soles, his fingers dug in between her toes, and he scratched her soles vigorously. Lisa screamed loudly and began to kick wildly in her seat. Steven scratched Lisa’s heels, he decided to stick with those for a while. He left small white streaks in the pink flesh, his eyes were fixated on the laughing face of Lisa. Lisa he noticed had a nice, feminine giggle. Not a loud horse laugh that he despised in some women. He also noticed that the girl was more ticklish in some parts of her feet than others. When he teased her toes, she remained seated, and giggles slightly. When he traced his fingers along the soles of her feet Lisa began to kick her legs, and swivel in her seat, when he scratched her heels she yelped loudly, kicked hard, and screamed!
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…OH…GOD…NOOOOO…MORE! I’M…GOING…CRAZY!” Lisa screamed.
“Psychotic lackey?” Steven questioned, without letting up on his torture. “That’s a new one.” Tears drained down Lisa’s cheeks. Steven’s hands started to feel tired so he finally decided to show mercy. Stepping back and sitting in his chair, Steven placed his feet back on his desk as he waited for Lisa to catch her breath.
“I’ve got a mission for you.” Steven said. “I’m going to let you go, I want you to tell the people you work for that I’m just too damn smart for them. If they try to catch me again than I won’t show any mercy next time.” Steven took his feet off his desk, and leaned forwards. “What happens when I activate the tracker?”
“They’ll send a helicopter out.” Lisa said.
“So it wasn’t just to see where I go, eh?” Steven asked. “You wanted to catch little ole’ me?”
Lisa nodded.
“Not nice.” Steven said. He pressed a button in the middle of the tracker, and the device turned a crimson red. “I better leave…” Steven said. “A place like this is just too… what’s the word? Tacky for my tastes.” Steven stepped around his desk one last time.
“I hope I get to see your soles again soon.” Steven said. He ran a finger over the ticklish soles, and exited the office. Lisa sighed bitterly, she hated the pitiful state she would be found in.
Lisa was found a few hours later, and released from her bonds. When she tried to locate her heels she saw that they were missing… she couldn’t remember whether or not Steven took them with him when he left. It didn’t matter.
Lisa was escorted barefoot to a helicopter where she was debriefed and allowed to go home. Her sides ached, her cheeks were bright red from all the laughing she had done. Lisa lived in an apartment, and when she finally trudged up the steps that led to her loft, she saw a small package sitting in front of the door. Before she even opened it, Lisa knew what was inside. One of her heels.
Lisa bit her lower lip, Steven knew where she lived. Picking up the heel she glanced inside. A small pink post-it note could be seen. Inside was three words.
See You Soon!
Lisa placed the heel back in the box and smiled, letting the box drop to the floor she pulled open her door and stepped inside. She would be leaving soon…
TO BE CONTINUED…
The Factor 2:
Booming Technology
It had only taken Lisa a week, but she had finally packed up all her things and moved to another small apartment on the other side of town. She burnt her old records, changed her names, and made sure there wasn’t a paper trail following her. She did all her packing at night, and slept during the day… she was never alone. Even though she took every precaution to escape from Steven’s watchful eyes, the fact that she had received one of her heels with a feather stuck inside was a little unnerving.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, a small television was on. Lisa was watching the evening news, her eyes trained on the small television. She wore a pair of shorts, with a tank-top, she was barefoot. The girls hair had been cut, and was short and blond. Yawning loudly, she covered her mouth with her hand and than sighed deeply. She hadn’t received another mission yet and was starting to feel a little nervous. “Strike one and your out?” Lisa thought to herself. Chewing her lower lip the girl couldn’t help but hope that it wasn’t the case.
The girl leaned forwards and rested her head in her hands, and her elbows on her knees. As she did so she heard a knock on her door. Feeling fairly confident that she had escaped Steven, the girl jumped to her feet and headed towards the door, when she opened it she gasped in surprise. A small box that looked like a single shoe sat in front of her. It was brown in color, and looked like it could be easily opened. Lisa bent down and picked up the box. She glanced down the hallways hoping she could catch a glance at whoever left the package… the hallways were clear.
Lisa shut the door behind her and stood in her living room, she felt the weight of the box. It was light. Holding her breath Lisa opened the box, she smiled brightly. Inside was a small metal orb, and a small rod. Lisa was just glad it wasn’t a shoe with a feather inside. Picking up the orb Lisa held it in the palm of her hand, sitting it on a small inn table, Lisa than picked up the rod. It was thick, and made of metal. Lisa tried to bend it, but it wouldn’t go. Turning the rod over in her hands, Lisa spotted a small, red button.
“What’s this?” Lisa asked, herself. Lisa’s thumb hit the button, suddenly metal straps clamped on her hands, the rod lifted by itself. Lisa’s feet dangled in the air, pulling down on the rod Lisa realized with horror that she was trapped.
Lisa glanced down at the ground. The orb was moving. It rolled to Lisa’s feet, and than split in two, the orbs two halves lay in the floor. Lisa saw something move in the two halves… rather she saw hundreds of things move all at once. She watched as a black cloud of metal bugs jump from the orb, the cloud grabbed Lisa’s feet and it started to move up her body.
Lisa kicked and screamed in horror. The bugs crawled up her body and stopped in certain places. On the bottoms of her feet, between her toes, tops of her feet, legs, sides, waist, hips, underarms, neck… everywhere! Lisa continued to kick, but the bugs seemed to stick to her frame. Suddenly she felt them vibrate all at once, she felt the vibration through her body like electricity. She screamed loudly, but only to stop herself from laughing.
The vibrations started to tickle. The sensation ran up and down her frame. Lisa struggled, but couldn’t shake loose.
“Steven you son of a bitch!” Lisa thought. Her head fell backwards and Lisa started to giggle.
“HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Her giggles slowly turned into full belly laughs. But as soon as the tickling had started it had stopped, the vibrations died. Lisa glanced down at her body as the bugs fell to the floor, and as a cloud returned to the orb. Lisa breathed deeply, it wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be.
Click!
Lisa glanced up. The sound had came from the rod. From the sides of the rod two small hands, two inches in size drifted from the rod. The fingers were spread wide open, and from where the wrist should have been was a long, metal, tentacle. Lisa screamed, she kicked hard, and tried to make enough noise hoping the neighbors would come to her rescue.
“HELP ME…HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa laughed. The hands had found their way into the hollows of her underarms and were now tickling them vigorously. Their small fingers wiggled around in her pits. Lisa’s head fell backwards, her laughter had grown loud.
“SSSTOPP! STOPP! PLEASE!” Lisa begged, but whatever controlled the hands ignored her pleas.
The hands made small circles with their index fingers, they swirled around in her pits, and than stroked the middle of the skin. Lisa felt as though she were naked, her body felt cold, and vulnerable. The hands started to spider-walk up her pits, and than they squeezed her neck. Lisa screamed even louder.
As they tickling continued Lisa imagined Steven somewhere, watching and smiling, his hands folded in front of him, his eyes glued to a small screen as he watched the display. She imagined a small, red button sitting on the left of the screen. The button that could release her from her torture.
Lisa screamed louder, her feet kicked wildly. “GOD…STOP…THIS!” Lisa laughed. “I…CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE!” She screamed.
“That’s not true.” Steven thought to himself. He did sit in front of a small screen that displayed Lisa being tickled. But there was no way to stop the tickling, she would just have to ride it out. Glancing to his left, Steven spotted his laptop. It displayed a 3d image of Lisa, her body. The bugs had been used to map out Lisa’s most ticklish spots, he was lucky though… Lisa’s biggest tickle spot was her feet, than her pits, stomach, and sides. Her knees and neck weren’t as ticklish though. Steven watched with loving eyes as the hands descended down Lisa’s body and began to poke her sides.
Lisa yelped loudly and started to kick her feet. Steven closed his eyes and took in Lisa’s laughter. He wondered how long she really could hold out.
Lisa jumped widely, saliva dripped down the sides of her mouth, and her eyes watered. Her sides hurt, and her laughter had turned to sobs, but still the hands didn’t stop. “NOOMOREPLEASE!” Lisa screamed loudly, but her words became jumbled. She begged loudly, and couldn’t space her words. She giggled, laughed, cried, and begged. Soon her head began to spin, her head fell to the right. She had fainted.
When Lisa awoke, she saw that it was dark outside. She turned her head from the left to the right… the orb, rod, and even the box was gone. She laid on the couch, her body was soaked with sweat, and her cheeks were bright red, and drenched with tears. Lisa sat up, her sides ached.
“I’ll never escape him.” Lisa said, aloud. She didn’t know if her house had been bugged or not. “What was that anyways?” Lisa asked, aloud. As she asked the question the phone rang. Lisa held her breath.
“Is that him? Is this place bugged?” Lisa thought about not answering the phone. After the second ring she decided to take her chance.
“Hello?” Lisa spoke into the receiver.
The voice on the other end belonged to a man, but it wasn’t Steven. “You have a mission.” And without another word, the man hung up. Lisa sighed deeply, and placed the phone back in its cradle. Getting to her feet, Lisa quickly changed, than headed out the door. She wasn’t really ready for a second mission, and debated on telling her superiors about what was happening, but decided against it. She didn’t have to guess, she already knew. She would be seeing Steven very soon.
TO BE CONTINUED…
The Factor 3:
Cortez
What never seemed to change, even in this day and age is the fact that there was still slavery… even now in the United States. Though that brand of slavery is more refined than normal mandatory work. And among all these people who place themselves in these situations are the few who do not wish to be there. And that’s how Lisa found herself on “that” side of town. She wore long fishnet stockings, her feet were hid inside black leather boots. She wore a kinky miniskirt, with a matching red shirt, with a matching overcoat. Lisa’s hair had been cut and dyed blond, her eyes were shielded with dark sunglasses.
Lisa’s mission was simple enough, all she had to do was place herself in slavery. It would only last a week The reason Lisa found herself in this part of town was simply because of a woman named Cortez. She was a black headed woman with green eyes who specialized in slavery, she matched girls and guys up with people who were interested in what they specialized in, but not everyone wanted to be a slave.
“Hello?” Lisa said, she found herself inside a small building. She had just walked through a set of glass doors. In front of her was a large counter, and a bald-headed man stood behind that counter. His eyes were trained on a magazine in front of him. The man sighed deeply and glanced up.
“Yeah?” The man asked, plainly.
“I’m here for the job.” Lisa said.
“Job?” The man asked, he narrowed his eyes at Lisa. “You a cop?”
“No.” Lisa said, she stepped towards the counter and glided her hand over the smooth surface. “I’m here…” Lisa said, leaning forwards. “For the job…” She smiled brightly. The man glanced over Lisa, his eyes were taking everything in.
“Oh yes.” The man said, nodding. “Come around.”
Lisa obeyed. Walking around the counter Lisa followed the man into another part of the building. Lisa found herself in front of a set of concrete steps leading downwards. Lisa followed the man down those steps, she could hear the laughing of women, and heavy metal music. When they reached the bottom landing Lisa was led into a smaller room where she saw Cortez sitting behind a large oak desk, she was beautiful. Slim figure, black business suite…
“Who’s this?” Cortez asked, her eyes on Lisa.
“New recruit. She’s interested in joining anyways.” The man said.
“I see…” Cortez said, she got to her feet and stepped around the desk. “What special skills do you have?”
“I…uh…” Lisa started to think. “I’m very ticklish.” Lisa said, her eyes glanced towards her feet.
“Ticklish?” Cortez asked, her voice sounded very sexy. “I love ticklish girls.” Cortez traced her fingers over Lisa’s bare skin. Lisa giggled and backed away. “We’ll have to see how ticklish of course…”
Cortez reached into her desk and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Dangling the cuffs on the end of her finger Cortez winked at the man.
Lisa chewed her lower lip nervously. She started to regret mentioning her ticklishness. Cortez pointed to her chair, and Lisa sat down in it. Her hands were cuffed behind her back.
“Give me your foot.” Cortez ordered. Lisa obeyed, lifting her foot into Cortez’s lap, Cortez slipped Lisa’s boot off and held her stocking foot in her hands. “You would be surprised how many people want their girls ticklish.” Cortez said.
“That’s what I’m hoping for.” Lisa said. All the while she was reminding herself of her mission. Find one person who doesn’t want to be a slave! Cortez slowly began to move her fingers over Lisa’s soles, her nails glided over the smooth skin. Lisa giggled and her foot began to twitch.
“I can tell already your very ticklish.” Cortez said, she continued to run her nails over Lisa’s feet. “Tickle her other foot.” Cortez ordered. The man was undoing Lisa’s other boot when Cortez was getting into her torture. She held Lisa’s foot in a football hold, her fingers dribbled over Lisa’s bare soles. Lisa was giggling loudly, she wiggled in the chair, and kicked her legs. The man started to tickle her foot the same way, he wore a large grin on his face as his fingers traced over Lisa’s soles.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa wiggled her toes, and tried to pulled her feet away from Cortez, and the man’s tickling fingers, but they were too strong for her. Lisa yelped and screamed loudly, but Cortez and the man continued to tickle her defenseless feet, their fingers traced up and down her soles.
The man bit Lisa’s big toe and pulled back, his fingers continued to trace up her soles the whole time. Lisa giggled loudly, and tried to kick away, but he was too strong. Cortez’s fingers stuck in the middle of Lisa’s foot, her fingers wiggled very fast.
“She’s pretty ticklish.” The man said.
“I’m starting to like this girl.” Cortez said, she scratched Lisa’s heels. The two continued to tickle Lisa’s heels, after a few minutes they stopped and allowed Lisa to place her feet back in her boots. Cortez undid the cuffs binding Lisa. “We’ll have to tickle the rest of your body, but you need a break.” Cortez said. The man took Lisa by the arm and led her outside Cortez’s office.
The man led Lisa down a long hallway and into a large room. There Lisa gasped, the room was covered in women who looked like they had been plastered to the wall. There arms disappeared underneath this orange material. The material hid their arms and the lower half of their bodies. Their chests were exposed, and so were their armpits. Lisa’s shirt was taken off and she was place in this wall, beside this brunette.
“Please let me go!” Begged this short headed blond. Lisa had just finished her mission, she found someone who didn’t want to be here. “I don’t want to be a slave!” The girl sobbed. Cortez and the man ignored the girl and left the room.
This was the first mission Lisa had completed with success… all she had to do now was escape.
TO BE CONTINUED…
The Factor:
“Damn…” Lisa thought. Her first mission was given to her a week ago and already the girl had screwed it up. Lisa was a beautiful woman, she had green eyes, and long black hair that was tied up to the back of her head. She had tanned skin, and stood at six feet. She was a master of disguise, and was multilingual. She had mastered four languages. that’s how she received her first mission.
When she received her first mission Lisa was more than happy to show off her skills. It was a simple mission. All Lisa had to do was place a tracker device on a man named Steven. A blond haired man, with blue eyes. Besides that Lisa didn’t know much about the man. She didn’t know why she had to place a tracker on the man, but in her line of work you didn’t question your orders. Besides she wanted to make a good impression. She didn’t need to do a lot of “sneaking” as it was called, Steven was holding a large party on his estate.
When she was about to place the tracker on Steven however she was caught by a security guard. Lisa soon found herself in Steven’s private office on the second floor of his estate. Lisa found herself bound. Her arms were tied to the arms of the chair she sat in, and her feet were locked in wooden stocks. The stocks caused Lisa to sit forwards in the seat, the stock was very uncomfortable. She felt almost embarrassed because of what she wore.
She wore a long green dress that looked like it sparkled in the light, she had a slit that ran up the side of her right leg. Her white panties were clearly visible because of the way she sat, she wore black heels but they had been removed and was sitting on Steven’s desk. Along with the tracker…
Steven sat in his leather chair, his feet were prompt on his desk. His hands were folded into each other, he wore a large smile.
“So… where did you come from?” Steven asked.
“My name is Lisa… my code name is…” Lisa began, her duty was never to reveal more than what was necessary, when she finished she could have sworn Steven laughed.
“So who do you work for?” Steven asked.
“My name is…”
“Lisa I know! Who gives a shit!?” Steven asked, as he jumped to his feet.
“What do you think I want?” Lisa asked, she starred into Steven’s eyes.
“Let me think…” Steven asked, as he picked up the tracker. “I deal in so much. It’s hard to tell.” Steven said. “I’m not an idiot though, I won’t delve into details that might screw me over in the end.”
“Than kill me and get it over with.” Lisa said.
“Kill you?” Steven said, as he moved around his desk. Sitting on the edge he smiled brightly. “I’ve never killed anyone in my life, liability of course…” Steven nodded his head as he spoke, as though he and Lisa both understood. Lisa had never killed anyone either.
“What’s with the stocks than?” Lisa asked.
“I thought I’d get the information out of you another… simpler way.” Steven said. Reaching into his pocket Steven pulled out a lighter. Clicking the silver button on the back a bright flame appeared. Lisa began to wiggle her feet, she struggled in her binds. Steven brought the flame close to Lisa’s soles and waved it dangerously around. Suddenly the flame disappeared and Steven started to laugh.
“I’m just fucking with you.” Steven said, as he placed the lighter back in his pocket. Steven ran his fingers over Lisa’s soles, his fingers caressed her feet, his thumbs ran over her soles. Lisa kicked her feet harder, she held her breath praying that she wouldn’t start laughing.
“Pillow biter?” Steven teased. Pulling back Lisa’s toes with his left hand, he started to run his fingers over Lisa’s ticklish soles. Lisa started to giggle even harder, she shook her head, a large smile appeared on the girls face. She turned towards the left, trying to hid her smile. Her eyes grew brighter. Steven saw this as attractive.
He felt Lisa’s toes as they tried to bend, but he was too strong. “Sorry baby, I need a giggle.”
“F-F…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa tried to cuss, but her laughter over took her. Steven continued to run his fingers delicately over Lisa’s feet. He loved feet, especially Lisa’s. The way they tried to move, the way her toes curved, and wiggled. The fact that the soles of her feet were pink in color. Steven finally released Lisa’s wiggling toes, and began to run his fingers over the arches. When the girl kicked her feet, Steven ran his fingers over her heels. Lisa couldn’t keep up, she kicked wildly and laughed harder.
“STOP…PLEASE!” Lisa screamed. The girl had been trained in all kinds of torture, but tickling wasn’t one of them. Lisa’s feet were so hyper-ticklish, her words became scrambled, and when she tried to speak all that erupted from her lips were giggles.
Steven began to drum his fingers over Lisa’s toes, the slightest touch caused Lisa to break out in a fit of giggles.
“HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…OKAY…OKAY…NO…MORE!” Lisa begged. Steven slowed down his attack. Pulling back the toes of Lisa’s left foot, he ran a finger down the sole.
“Ready to talk?” Steven asked, and as though to prove a point, the man ran another finger down Lisa’s soles.
“Yes!” Lisa cried. She couldn’t believe she was about to really screw up her mission by revealing to Steven her plans.
“Tell me than.” Steven said, as he ran another finger up the sole. Lisa yelped, and started to giggle.
“Okay. All I’m supposed to do is put the tracker on you, I don’t know why…” Lisa said. Steven sighed and reached forwards to tickle Lisa’s soles again. “NO WAIT!” Lisa begged. “They probably want to know where you go when you disappear.” Lisa said.
“Why?” Steven asked.
“I’m a lackey, they don’t tell me.” Lisa said.
Steven nodded. “That wasn’t so hard was it?” Steven asked. “But now were back to where we started.” Steven began to run his fingers back over Lisa’s soles, his hands seemed to know where to tickle. He ran his fingers up and down her ticklish soles, his fingers dug in between her toes, and he scratched her soles vigorously. Lisa screamed loudly and began to kick wildly in her seat. Steven scratched Lisa’s heels, he decided to stick with those for a while. He left small white streaks in the pink flesh, his eyes were fixated on the laughing face of Lisa. Lisa he noticed had a nice, feminine giggle. Not a loud horse laugh that he despised in some women. He also noticed that the girl was more ticklish in some parts of her feet than others. When he teased her toes, she remained seated, and giggles slightly. When he traced his fingers along the soles of her feet Lisa began to kick her legs, and swivel in her seat, when he scratched her heels she yelped loudly, kicked hard, and screamed!
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…OH…GOD…NOOOOO…MORE! I’M…GOING…CRAZY!” Lisa screamed.
“Psychotic lackey?” Steven questioned, without letting up on his torture. “That’s a new one.” Tears drained down Lisa’s cheeks. Steven’s hands started to feel tired so he finally decided to show mercy. Stepping back and sitting in his chair, Steven placed his feet back on his desk as he waited for Lisa to catch her breath.
“I’ve got a mission for you.” Steven said. “I’m going to let you go, I want you to tell the people you work for that I’m just too damn smart for them. If they try to catch me again than I won’t show any mercy next time.” Steven took his feet off his desk, and leaned forwards. “What happens when I activate the tracker?”
“They’ll send a helicopter out.” Lisa said.
“So it wasn’t just to see where I go, eh?” Steven asked. “You wanted to catch little ole’ me?”
Lisa nodded.
“Not nice.” Steven said. He pressed a button in the middle of the tracker, and the device turned a crimson red. “I better leave…” Steven said. “A place like this is just too… what’s the word? Tacky for my tastes.” Steven stepped around his desk one last time.
“I hope I get to see your soles again soon.” Steven said. He ran a finger over the ticklish soles, and exited the office. Lisa sighed bitterly, she hated the pitiful state she would be found in.
Lisa was found a few hours later, and released from her bonds. When she tried to locate her heels she saw that they were missing… she couldn’t remember whether or not Steven took them with him when he left. It didn’t matter.
Lisa was escorted barefoot to a helicopter where she was debriefed and allowed to go home. Her sides ached, her cheeks were bright red from all the laughing she had done. Lisa lived in an apartment, and when she finally trudged up the steps that led to her loft, she saw a small package sitting in front of the door. Before she even opened it, Lisa knew what was inside. One of her heels.
Lisa bit her lower lip, Steven knew where she lived. Picking up the heel she glanced inside. A small pink post-it note could be seen. Inside was three words.
See You Soon!
Lisa placed the heel back in the box and smiled, letting the box drop to the floor she pulled open her door and stepped inside. She would be leaving soon…
TO BE CONTINUED…
The Factor 2:
Booming Technology
It had only taken Lisa a week, but she had finally packed up all her things and moved to another small apartment on the other side of town. She burnt her old records, changed her names, and made sure there wasn’t a paper trail following her. She did all her packing at night, and slept during the day… she was never alone. Even though she took every precaution to escape from Steven’s watchful eyes, the fact that she had received one of her heels with a feather stuck inside was a little unnerving.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, a small television was on. Lisa was watching the evening news, her eyes trained on the small television. She wore a pair of shorts, with a tank-top, she was barefoot. The girls hair had been cut, and was short and blond. Yawning loudly, she covered her mouth with her hand and than sighed deeply. She hadn’t received another mission yet and was starting to feel a little nervous. “Strike one and your out?” Lisa thought to herself. Chewing her lower lip the girl couldn’t help but hope that it wasn’t the case.
The girl leaned forwards and rested her head in her hands, and her elbows on her knees. As she did so she heard a knock on her door. Feeling fairly confident that she had escaped Steven, the girl jumped to her feet and headed towards the door, when she opened it she gasped in surprise. A small box that looked like a single shoe sat in front of her. It was brown in color, and looked like it could be easily opened. Lisa bent down and picked up the box. She glanced down the hallways hoping she could catch a glance at whoever left the package… the hallways were clear.
Lisa shut the door behind her and stood in her living room, she felt the weight of the box. It was light. Holding her breath Lisa opened the box, she smiled brightly. Inside was a small metal orb, and a small rod. Lisa was just glad it wasn’t a shoe with a feather inside. Picking up the orb Lisa held it in the palm of her hand, sitting it on a small inn table, Lisa than picked up the rod. It was thick, and made of metal. Lisa tried to bend it, but it wouldn’t go. Turning the rod over in her hands, Lisa spotted a small, red button.
“What’s this?” Lisa asked, herself. Lisa’s thumb hit the button, suddenly metal straps clamped on her hands, the rod lifted by itself. Lisa’s feet dangled in the air, pulling down on the rod Lisa realized with horror that she was trapped.
Lisa glanced down at the ground. The orb was moving. It rolled to Lisa’s feet, and than split in two, the orbs two halves lay in the floor. Lisa saw something move in the two halves… rather she saw hundreds of things move all at once. She watched as a black cloud of metal bugs jump from the orb, the cloud grabbed Lisa’s feet and it started to move up her body.
Lisa kicked and screamed in horror. The bugs crawled up her body and stopped in certain places. On the bottoms of her feet, between her toes, tops of her feet, legs, sides, waist, hips, underarms, neck… everywhere! Lisa continued to kick, but the bugs seemed to stick to her frame. Suddenly she felt them vibrate all at once, she felt the vibration through her body like electricity. She screamed loudly, but only to stop herself from laughing.
The vibrations started to tickle. The sensation ran up and down her frame. Lisa struggled, but couldn’t shake loose.
“Steven you son of a bitch!” Lisa thought. Her head fell backwards and Lisa started to giggle.
“HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Her giggles slowly turned into full belly laughs. But as soon as the tickling had started it had stopped, the vibrations died. Lisa glanced down at her body as the bugs fell to the floor, and as a cloud returned to the orb. Lisa breathed deeply, it wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be.
Click!
Lisa glanced up. The sound had came from the rod. From the sides of the rod two small hands, two inches in size drifted from the rod. The fingers were spread wide open, and from where the wrist should have been was a long, metal, tentacle. Lisa screamed, she kicked hard, and tried to make enough noise hoping the neighbors would come to her rescue.
“HELP ME…HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa laughed. The hands had found their way into the hollows of her underarms and were now tickling them vigorously. Their small fingers wiggled around in her pits. Lisa’s head fell backwards, her laughter had grown loud.
“SSSTOPP! STOPP! PLEASE!” Lisa begged, but whatever controlled the hands ignored her pleas.
The hands made small circles with their index fingers, they swirled around in her pits, and than stroked the middle of the skin. Lisa felt as though she were naked, her body felt cold, and vulnerable. The hands started to spider-walk up her pits, and than they squeezed her neck. Lisa screamed even louder.
As they tickling continued Lisa imagined Steven somewhere, watching and smiling, his hands folded in front of him, his eyes glued to a small screen as he watched the display. She imagined a small, red button sitting on the left of the screen. The button that could release her from her torture.
Lisa screamed louder, her feet kicked wildly. “GOD…STOP…THIS!” Lisa laughed. “I…CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE!” She screamed.
“That’s not true.” Steven thought to himself. He did sit in front of a small screen that displayed Lisa being tickled. But there was no way to stop the tickling, she would just have to ride it out. Glancing to his left, Steven spotted his laptop. It displayed a 3d image of Lisa, her body. The bugs had been used to map out Lisa’s most ticklish spots, he was lucky though… Lisa’s biggest tickle spot was her feet, than her pits, stomach, and sides. Her knees and neck weren’t as ticklish though. Steven watched with loving eyes as the hands descended down Lisa’s body and began to poke her sides.
Lisa yelped loudly and started to kick her feet. Steven closed his eyes and took in Lisa’s laughter. He wondered how long she really could hold out.
Lisa jumped widely, saliva dripped down the sides of her mouth, and her eyes watered. Her sides hurt, and her laughter had turned to sobs, but still the hands didn’t stop. “NOOMOREPLEASE!” Lisa screamed loudly, but her words became jumbled. She begged loudly, and couldn’t space her words. She giggled, laughed, cried, and begged. Soon her head began to spin, her head fell to the right. She had fainted.
When Lisa awoke, she saw that it was dark outside. She turned her head from the left to the right… the orb, rod, and even the box was gone. She laid on the couch, her body was soaked with sweat, and her cheeks were bright red, and drenched with tears. Lisa sat up, her sides ached.
“I’ll never escape him.” Lisa said, aloud. She didn’t know if her house had been bugged or not. “What was that anyways?” Lisa asked, aloud. As she asked the question the phone rang. Lisa held her breath.
“Is that him? Is this place bugged?” Lisa thought about not answering the phone. After the second ring she decided to take her chance.
“Hello?” Lisa spoke into the receiver.
The voice on the other end belonged to a man, but it wasn’t Steven. “You have a mission.” And without another word, the man hung up. Lisa sighed deeply, and placed the phone back in its cradle. Getting to her feet, Lisa quickly changed, than headed out the door. She wasn’t really ready for a second mission, and debated on telling her superiors about what was happening, but decided against it. She didn’t have to guess, she already knew. She would be seeing Steven very soon.
TO BE CONTINUED…
The Factor 3:
Cortez
What never seemed to change, even in this day and age is the fact that there was still slavery… even now in the United States. Though that brand of slavery is more refined than normal mandatory work. And among all these people who place themselves in these situations are the few who do not wish to be there. And that’s how Lisa found herself on “that” side of town. She wore long fishnet stockings, her feet were hid inside black leather boots. She wore a kinky miniskirt, with a matching red shirt, with a matching overcoat. Lisa’s hair had been cut and dyed blond, her eyes were shielded with dark sunglasses.
Lisa’s mission was simple enough, all she had to do was place herself in slavery. It would only last a week The reason Lisa found herself in this part of town was simply because of a woman named Cortez. She was a black headed woman with green eyes who specialized in slavery, she matched girls and guys up with people who were interested in what they specialized in, but not everyone wanted to be a slave.
“Hello?” Lisa said, she found herself inside a small building. She had just walked through a set of glass doors. In front of her was a large counter, and a bald-headed man stood behind that counter. His eyes were trained on a magazine in front of him. The man sighed deeply and glanced up.
“Yeah?” The man asked, plainly.
“I’m here for the job.” Lisa said.
“Job?” The man asked, he narrowed his eyes at Lisa. “You a cop?”
“No.” Lisa said, she stepped towards the counter and glided her hand over the smooth surface. “I’m here…” Lisa said, leaning forwards. “For the job…” She smiled brightly. The man glanced over Lisa, his eyes were taking everything in.
“Oh yes.” The man said, nodding. “Come around.”
Lisa obeyed. Walking around the counter Lisa followed the man into another part of the building. Lisa found herself in front of a set of concrete steps leading downwards. Lisa followed the man down those steps, she could hear the laughing of women, and heavy metal music. When they reached the bottom landing Lisa was led into a smaller room where she saw Cortez sitting behind a large oak desk, she was beautiful. Slim figure, black business suite…
“Who’s this?” Cortez asked, her eyes on Lisa.
“New recruit. She’s interested in joining anyways.” The man said.
“I see…” Cortez said, she got to her feet and stepped around the desk. “What special skills do you have?”
“I…uh…” Lisa started to think. “I’m very ticklish.” Lisa said, her eyes glanced towards her feet.
“Ticklish?” Cortez asked, her voice sounded very sexy. “I love ticklish girls.” Cortez traced her fingers over Lisa’s bare skin. Lisa giggled and backed away. “We’ll have to see how ticklish of course…”
Cortez reached into her desk and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Dangling the cuffs on the end of her finger Cortez winked at the man.
Lisa chewed her lower lip nervously. She started to regret mentioning her ticklishness. Cortez pointed to her chair, and Lisa sat down in it. Her hands were cuffed behind her back.
“Give me your foot.” Cortez ordered. Lisa obeyed, lifting her foot into Cortez’s lap, Cortez slipped Lisa’s boot off and held her stocking foot in her hands. “You would be surprised how many people want their girls ticklish.” Cortez said.
“That’s what I’m hoping for.” Lisa said. All the while she was reminding herself of her mission. Find one person who doesn’t want to be a slave! Cortez slowly began to move her fingers over Lisa’s soles, her nails glided over the smooth skin. Lisa giggled and her foot began to twitch.
“I can tell already your very ticklish.” Cortez said, she continued to run her nails over Lisa’s feet. “Tickle her other foot.” Cortez ordered. The man was undoing Lisa’s other boot when Cortez was getting into her torture. She held Lisa’s foot in a football hold, her fingers dribbled over Lisa’s bare soles. Lisa was giggling loudly, she wiggled in the chair, and kicked her legs. The man started to tickle her foot the same way, he wore a large grin on his face as his fingers traced over Lisa’s soles.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa wiggled her toes, and tried to pulled her feet away from Cortez, and the man’s tickling fingers, but they were too strong for her. Lisa yelped and screamed loudly, but Cortez and the man continued to tickle her defenseless feet, their fingers traced up and down her soles.
The man bit Lisa’s big toe and pulled back, his fingers continued to trace up her soles the whole time. Lisa giggled loudly, and tried to kick away, but he was too strong. Cortez’s fingers stuck in the middle of Lisa’s foot, her fingers wiggled very fast.
“She’s pretty ticklish.” The man said.
“I’m starting to like this girl.” Cortez said, she scratched Lisa’s heels. The two continued to tickle Lisa’s heels, after a few minutes they stopped and allowed Lisa to place her feet back in her boots. Cortez undid the cuffs binding Lisa. “We’ll have to tickle the rest of your body, but you need a break.” Cortez said. The man took Lisa by the arm and led her outside Cortez’s office.
The man led Lisa down a long hallway and into a large room. There Lisa gasped, the room was covered in women who looked like they had been plastered to the wall. There arms disappeared underneath this orange material. The material hid their arms and the lower half of their bodies. Their chests were exposed, and so were their armpits. Lisa’s shirt was taken off and she was place in this wall, beside this brunette.
“Please let me go!” Begged this short headed blond. Lisa had just finished her mission, she found someone who didn’t want to be here. “I don’t want to be a slave!” The girl sobbed. Cortez and the man ignored the girl and left the room.
This was the first mission Lisa had completed with success… all she had to do now was escape.
TO BE CONTINUED…
