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Hello folks,
I have decided to give y'all a preview of some stories that I have been working on.
Revenge! It was the only thing on my mind since she played Mistress that night. I was released from my bondage and her clutches the following morning. I returned to my home and had the promise of a weekend meeting. This time, it would be in a secluded cabin.
“Perfect,” I told myself, “Not another soul around for miles, a perfect place to get even and then some.”
I laughed evilly to myself and began to contemplate how I was going to get my revenge. The week went by and soon it was Friday mid-morning.
“I need to get packing if I am going to make it to the cabin by this evening,” I told myself.
I had done bits and pieces of packing throughout the week, but I still had a lot of packing to do. With a sigh, I began to pack my tickling tools and equipment. I then packed extra clothes, some food, and the rest of the stuff one packs when going on a weekend trip. I loaded everything into my pickup truck around noon and got some lunch. The phone rang.
“Hello,” I said after answering it.
“Hey there slave,” she stated, “Are you ready for this evening and weekend?”
“Of course I am,” I replied, “Still meeting at 7 pm?”
“Of course,” she replied, “I might be a few minutes late though.”
“No big deal,” I said, “I guess that I can wait for you and have dinner ready when you get there.”
“That would be super,” she stated, “I plan to be at the cabin by 7:15 at the latest.”
“Okay Mistress,” I stated, “Is hunting allowed up there?”
“Of course slave,” she replied, “You can bring all the weapons and ammo you want. I even thought of a game.”
“A game eh?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she replied, “Whoever has the better score in a target shooting match gets to tickle the loser. 1 point equals 1 minute of non-stop tickling.”
“Okay,” I stated, “But don’t be mad at me if I win.”
She laughed and said, “Yeah, IF you win that is.”
“We shall see about that,” I replied, “See ya tonight.”
“See you slave,” she stated and then hung up.
I hung up the phone, got the mail, went to my Game Room, picked out the weapons I wanted to take, and loaded them into my truck. I also loaded up a few targets. When that was done, I went all over my house making sure that I didn’t forget anything and to make sure that the house was locked up. I got into my truck and drove to the cabin.
I arrived at the cabin around 6:30 that evening, check the exterior, went inside, checked the interior, chose a room, put my luggage in the room, and started to make dinner. At 7:15 I heard a car pull up and stop. I went outside and saw my mistress.
“Good evening,” I said as I approached her, “Can I help you with your luggage?”
“Of course slave,” she said, “And good evening to you too.”
She kissed my forehead and I helped carry her luggage into the cabin and to her room. We then washed up for dinner and sat down at the table.
We made some small talk during dinner and talked about what went on in our lives since our last encounter.
“So,” she stated, “I see that you have brought some weapons and such with you.”
“Yes,” I said, “Target shooting and hunting purposes.”
“Of course,” she said with a smile, “You will be surprised with my shooting skills.”
“Maybe,” I replied, “But we shall see.”
We finished dinner, and Mistress relaxed on the couch while I cleaned up the kitchen.
Tickling will come in this story I promise.
Chele could not believe it. Her car was in the shop and needed to stay there until Monday of next week.
“This is ridiculous,” Chele, stated, “I need a car for Friday night.”
“I know honey,” her dad stated, “But you can’t drive without good brakes.”
“I know dad,” Chele said, “But I promised a ride to my friends.”
“We’ll work something out Chele,” her dad replied.
Chele was lucky that her dad owned his own garage so she did not have to make appointments with other places and get the car to and from the garages. Unfortunately, Chele’s dad had to order parts like every other garage.
Robert, Chele’s dad, went to work the next morning, did what he could on Chele’s car, and checked the status of his order for her brakes. It was the same story as when he first ordered them, Saturday morning at the earliest. Chele was talking to her friends when her dad pulled up in a cool-looking car.
“Hey there kiddo,” her dad said when he saw her, “Like the new car?”
“It is so cool looking dad,” Chele replied.
“You can borrow it for Friday night,” Robert began, “If you beat me in a tickle fight.”
“For real?” Chele asked, “I just have to beat you in a tickle fight and I can borrow the new car?”
“Yes,” Robert replied, “You win and you get to borrow Speed Demon, which is model of the car.”
“Sounds like a fast car,” Chele stated, “Not that I am planning on going fast.”
“250 MPH,” Robert said, “Is the top speed at power level six and you will not drive Speed Demon fast. It is a very fast car and even I, a part-time professional racer, have some trouble controlling Speed Demon at high speeds. Also, that speed is without the turbo boost, which I have disengaged.”
“Ok dad,” Chele said, “I will drive the speed limit.”
“That’s my girl,” Robert said as he poked her in the sides.
Robert is wearing blue jeans, a grey muscle shirt, and is wearing socks after taking off his boots when he got home. Chele is wearing black and silver shorts, and a black and silver muscle shirt that exposes her tummy. Chele is also bare foot.
“EEK,” Chele laughed, “Dahahahad.”
“It is 4:30,” Robert said, “Speed Demon and your friends wait, but first *he attacked her sides again* it is time for our tickle fight. By the way, Speed Demon is an automatic for you.”
“Thahahahanks dad,” Chele laughed as she attacked his ribs, “Gotcha.”
“Yohohohou’re gehehetting there,” her dad said as he moved to her tummy.
“Gahahahahahaha,” Chele laughed as she squirmed and began tickling her dad’s ribs faster.
Note: I may change the time in this story and the fight will get more intense later on.
(Characters used with permission by tickle_fan03)
Amanda was excited about seeing her grandparents again. Something came up and they were unable to attend the last family get-together. Amanda’s parents talked with the grandparents a bit about the last one, but did not talk much about it.
“I’m sorry son,” Amanda’s grandpa said, “Something came up with our house deal and we couldn’t make it.”
“That’s fine dad,” Amanda’s father said, “Are you two still planning on being at the next one?”
“Of course sweetie,” Amanda’s grandma replied, “Your father and I think that you all should come to our new house for it.”
“I’ll discuss it with the family,” Amanda’s father said, “Would you like to talk to Amanda?”
“Of course,” the grandpa said, “Also, may we have her over for a week?”
“Of course daddy,” Amanda’s mother said, “Just let us know when.”
“About next week?” the grandma asked, “And we want to have her come by herself.”
“Deal,” Amanda’s father said as Amanda’s mother called her to the phone, “Here she is.”
“Hello,” Amanda said.
“Hello darling,” Grandpa said, “How’s my lil’ angel?”
“Hi grandpa,” Amanda replied, “I am fine, how are you?”
“I am fine,” Grandpa, replied, “Would you like to come visit your grandma and me next week for a week?”
“I would be delighted,” Amanda replied.
“Oh good,” Grandma stated, “We’ve told your folks that it is just to be you and you alone.”
“Thanks grandma,” Amanda said, “I look forward to seeing you again.”
“Likewise my lil’ angel,” Grandpa replied.
Amanda hung up the phone and raced upstairs to start packing. On Monday, Amanda was off on her own to visit her grandparents. Her grandparents met her at the airport, loaded up in the car, and drove to the grandparents’ new house.
“Wow,” Amanda gasped when she saw it, “It is like a medieval castle.”
“That it is my lil’ angel,” her grandpa replied, “Designed by grandma and me.”
“Your house is huge,” Amanda stated, “No wonder you wanted the next get-together here.”
At the thought of a ‘get-together’ made Amanda shiver even though she was not cold at all.
“What’s wrong honey?” her grandma asked, “And yes, we would like the next one here.”
“I’m fine,” Amanda said, “Just still not over what happened last get-together is all.”
“What happened my lil’ angel?” her grandpa asked.
Amanda told her grandparents all about the events that occurred at the last get-together.
Again, tickling will come later on in this story and you won't wanna miss it. Amanda will put a new meaning to the term "Vicious LER!"
& last, but not least:
Near the land of Galatia, there is a Black Forest. The Black Forest is home to Robert the Black Knight and his family. Robert and his family reside at The Black Castle, which is in the center of The Black Forest. Other families and creatures live at the castle as well. Robert offers shelter and help to those that need it. Robert designed and built his castle by himself and with the aid of his magic. One day Chele, Robert’s daughter, came to him and showed him a book that contained a fascinating torture.
“Hey daddy,” Chele stated, “Can you add a chamber for the use of this type of torture?”
“Of course I can my dear,” Robert said as he kissed her forehead, “As long as you don’t mind being the first victim.”
Chele blushed, giggled, and replied, “Not at all daddy.”
“Oh good,” Robert stated, “Then it shall be done.”
Robert and Chele left his office and Robert created the chamber known at The Black Castle as ‘The Tickle Chamber’. As Robert stated, Chele found herself as the Chamber’s first victim. Chele’s ticklishness was exposed to the entire residence of the castle when the chamber was publicly displayed to all at the castle. Everyone at the castle enjoyed the show and was soon told of the chamber’s purpose. The chamber was to be used when the laws of the castle were broken.
“Hey sis,” Kip said to Chele after the debut of the new chamber, “How are you feeling?”
“I am feeling great,” Chele replied, “That was fun.”
“I am glad,” Kip stated as he walked with his sister outside of the castle to enjoy the sunny afternoon, “It seemed like you were enjoying yourself.”
“That I was bro,” Chele replied with a giggle, “That I was.”
Kip smiled at Chele and they enjoyed the afternoon sun. Chele found herself victim to the chamber numerous other times, some reasons were accidental and the rest were purposeful. After the last bout of tickle torture, Chele and the rest of the inhabitants settled down for a good long while. Trouble showed itself again a few months later. Chele was eight years old when this incident occurred. Chele was outside playing by alone and was minding her own business when a Giant Spider invaded and went after Chele. Chele saw the spider coming toward her, she screamed, and ran for the castle doors. The spider trapped Chele in a web prior to her getting close to the doors.
“Leave me alone,” Chele screamed as she heard the spider coming closer and she struggled to get free from the web.
“No,” the Giant Spider replied, “You are all mine my dear and I will eat you all up.”
The spider moved its mouth closer to Chele’s neck. Chele screamed again when she felt the spider’s breath on the back of her neck. Chele closed her eyes tight and waited for the paralyzing bite to come. BK, followed by Kip, raced out of the castle. Robert drew his sword and stabbed the vile creature in the head. The spider shrieked and crawled off. Kip wanted to give chase and end the creature’s life but Robert stopped him.
“Kip,” Robert said, “Chele is more important than killing that spider.”
“Yes Father,” Kip replied as he sheathed his sword and looked over his sister, “No bites or any other injuries dad.”
Robert nodded and cut his daughter free from the web and stated, “Poor girl was so terrified that she passed out.”
“I hope that she will be fine,” Kip said, “I can’t imagine how scary that was for her.”
“I am sure that time will tell,” Robert said as he carried Chele into the castle, “She may suffer some effects, but I hope that she will be fine in time.”
Robert and Kip were wrong. Chele didn’t want to go outside for almost a year, and every year at that time, Chele woke up screaming and in a total wreck. Robert, Katie, and Kip tried their best to ease Chele’s suffering, but they feared that Chele was too deeply scarred from that incident to fully be herself again. Robert and Kip tried to locate that spider, but all efforts failed. Chele was ashamed of herself that she nearly ran away. Chele didn’t get very far in her attempt to flee the castle before Kip caught up to her.
“What’s wrong sis,” Kip asked, “Why are trying to run away from home?”
“Oh Kip,” Chele stated as she hugged him and cried, “I don’t want to be a burden to you, mom, and dad.”
“You aren’t a burden,” Kip said to reassure her, “We love you and want to help you.”
“I know,” Chele replied, “But it has been a little over nine years since that incident and every year, you and dad coming running into my room to calm me down.”
“You went through a terrifying time,” Kip said, “You have been getting better, so dad and I hope that in a few more years, you will get over it.”
“What would I do without you?” Chele asked.
“You would probably do something that you would regret doing later,” Kip replied as he carried Chele back to the castle.
Chele giggled, yawned, and fell asleep in Kip’s arms. Kip took Chele to her room, laid her on her bed, removed her boots, and tucked her into bed. As Kip left Chele’s room, Robert walked up and beckoned Kip to follow him. Kip did and found himself at Robert’s office.
“Have a seat son,” Robert said as he sat down at his desk.
Kip took a sit and waited.
“What happened?” Robert asked.
“I caught Chele trying to run away,” Kip replied, “She feels like she is a burden to you, mom, and me.”
“I see,” Robert stated, “And you said?”
“I told her that we love her,” Kip began, “And that we want to help her.”
“Good job son,” Robert stated, “She is getting better and I hope she will be fine in a few years.”
“I told her that as well dad,” Kip said.
“Good,” Robert replied as he got up, “You are free to go now.”
“Yes Father,” Kip stated as he stood and saluted his father.
Chele does have her faults. Once while she was in her dragon form, she sliced up Kip’s back pretty badly. What had happened was Chele the Red Dragoness was sleeping and she over slept for a performance practice. Kip, in his human form, walked into the room to wake Chele up. When Chele awoke, she snarled, and swiped at Kip with her claws. Kip dodged and ran for the door. Kip wasn’t fast enough to evade Chele’s next attempt which shredded Kip’s shirt and sliced into his back. Chele realized that she just injured her brother, transformed into her human form, and knelt beside Kip. Chele was immediately sorry but she was ordered to be punished. Chele was placed in the dungeon and wept. The door was opened and Chele figured it was time for her punishment. Instead, Kip walked in and sat down next to her.
“Good news sis,” Kip said, “I managed to talk the council out of their decision to have you publicly punished.”
“Thank you brother,” Chele stated as she carefully hugged him, “But what more is there?”
“I get to punish you on my own terms,” Kip said, “Oh and you did manage to permanently scar my back.”
“I’m sorry Kip,” Chele said as she fell to her knees, “Please forgive me.”
“I have sis,” Kip replied, “Now come.”
Chele got up and followed Kip. She gasped as she saw the scarring of her claws on Kip’s back.
“This is a double punishment sis,” Kip said, “I get to punish you for slicing up my back and for missing your performance practice.”
Chele’s eyes went wide and she said, “No. Please Kip, show mercy.”
Kip took a gentle yet firm grip on his sister and stated, “If you resist, then I will make it public.”
Chele stopped resisting but began to whimper as Kip led her to a room. Kip just smiled as his sister and took her to a room that is one of his many rooms. Chele’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw the contents of the room. Kip took her to a machine and tied her to it.
“Please let me go,” Chele whimpered, “I beg of you Kip.”
“Chele,” Kip said in a firm voice, “You, as well as I, know the law of the castle. You lashed out against your kin and missed an important performance practice. You should be grateful that it was me instead of dad who you injured.”
“Dad?” Chele questioned, “Daddy was planning to wake me up?”
“Yes he was,” Kip replied, “But he was called to another matter, so I was chosen as the back up to wake you up.”
Chele was in tears. Kip saw this and carefully wiped her tears away.
“I will be gentle,” Kip stated, “I will have you laughing in no time.”
“I know,” Chele said sadly, “But you shouldn’t be.”
“Why is that?” Kip asked.
“Because,” Chele replied, “I attacked you and skipped out on my practice. You should be very vicious in your torture.”
“I know sis,” Kip stated, “But I love you and care for you no matter what you have done.”
Kip left Chele’s vision and shortly thereafter, Chele erupted in hysterical laughter as she felt tips of feathers licking her bare and ticklish soles. Chele couldn’t crunch her toes because of the way Kip tied her, he purposefully made Chele’s feet immobile with her toes tied back so her soles were left stretched taught and this makes Chele’s soles even more ticklish. Chele continued to laugh and she started to thrash when Kip began tickling her ribs, sides, and tummy. The feathers were still tickling Chele’s soles and she couldn’t help but laugh and thrash. Chele went berserk with laughter when Kip began tickling her armpits. Kip was gentle as possible and stopped the torture a few minutes later.
“Please,” Chele gasped, “No more.”
“Chele,” Kip stated, “That was only for the missing of your performance practice.”
“NO,” Chele yelled as she struggled to get free, “Please Kip, I beg of you, no more tickling, PLEASE!”
Kip just smiled at his sister and began to drag the tips of his fingers down her arms towards her armpits. Chele giggled and squirmed a bit. Kip continued to slowly drag his fingertips down Chele’s arms, across her armpits, down her ribs, chest, and sides, down her legs, and over the tops of her feet. Chele thrashed and laughed as Kip did this. Then Kip went into a full blown tickle assault on Chele’s defenseless soles. Chele thrashed and laughed hysterically. Chele’s body went into overdrive, and she started to pass out. Kip noted this and stopped tickling Chele. Chele was limp and she panted for breath. Kip brushed her hair out of her face, kissed her forehead, untied her, carried her to her room, and said, “You punishment has been fulfilled.”
“Thank you,” Chele gasped.
“You’re welcome,” Kip replied as he tucked Chele into bed, “Sleep well.”
Chele nodded and went to sleep.
A few months later, trouble showed itself again. A male dragon came to the castle and soon began courting Chele. Chele loved the attention, but pleasure turned to pain. The male dragon made an error, an error that cost him his life. He started ignoring Chele and was acting dominate over her. Chele became hurt with the ignoring and the bullying of her by this dragon. Chele found out that this dragon fancied another dragoness and that crushed Chele. She became infuriated and she went berserk. Chele violently killed the dragon and soon after, went into hiding. Kip, Robert, and a few other men found the body of the dragon and preserved it as a reminder to all other dragons of how Chele deals with hurt. Kip, in his dragon form, managed to track Chele down.
“How did you find me?” Chele the Red Dragoness asked Kip the Black and Silver Dragon when he showed up at her cave.
“Magic,” Kip the Black and Silver Dragon replied, “And the body of the dragon has been found.”
“I am not going back,” The Red Dragoness snarled, “I will not be punished for what I did.”
“Lucky for you,” The Black and Silver Dragon stated, “You killed him outside our domain, so punishment can’t be issued.”
Chele the Red Dragoness looked at her brother with a look of confusion. Kip laughed at his sister’s look. Chele narrowed her eyes at Kip.
“You were outside the borders of our domain,” Dragon Kip stated, “Now, you will come back home with me.”
“That’s what you think,” Dragoness Chele snarled, “I won’t go back even if punishment isn’t going to be issued.”
“You are no match for me,” Dragon Kip sneered, “Regardless of form.”
Dragoness Chele hissed and began to lash out against Dragon Kip. Dragon Kip laughed and Dragoness Chele found herself unable to move.
“Having a bit of difficulty?” Dragon Kip asked with a chuckle.
“Curse you,” Dragoness Chele spat, “Just leave me alone.”
“Sorry kiddo,” Dragon Kip said as he ran his claws lightly over Chele’s scales of her underarm, ribs, sides, and tummy, “But I am taking you home.”
Chele laughed, “Nohohohohohohohoho, lehehehehehehehehet mehehehehehehehehehe go.”
Kip continued his tickle assault until Chele passed out. When Chele passed out, she transformed back into her human form. Kip took her in his paws and took her home. Like Kip had said, Chele wasn’t punished for the murder of the male dragon. She felt like she was by Kip’s tickling. Nothing exciting happened at the castle for a few months, until a dragon named Xyie appeared at the castle.
More on this story will come in bits and pieces. BTW: I borrowed Robert and Chele from the above story for The Car story. They are my characters so I can do that. :happy: I hope you enjoy these previews and look forward to the completed stories.
Take care and happy reading.
~F.L. Atlanta
I have decided to give y'all a preview of some stories that I have been working on.
The Master Preview:
Revenge! It was the only thing on my mind since she played Mistress that night. I was released from my bondage and her clutches the following morning. I returned to my home and had the promise of a weekend meeting. This time, it would be in a secluded cabin.
“Perfect,” I told myself, “Not another soul around for miles, a perfect place to get even and then some.”
I laughed evilly to myself and began to contemplate how I was going to get my revenge. The week went by and soon it was Friday mid-morning.
“I need to get packing if I am going to make it to the cabin by this evening,” I told myself.
I had done bits and pieces of packing throughout the week, but I still had a lot of packing to do. With a sigh, I began to pack my tickling tools and equipment. I then packed extra clothes, some food, and the rest of the stuff one packs when going on a weekend trip. I loaded everything into my pickup truck around noon and got some lunch. The phone rang.
“Hello,” I said after answering it.
“Hey there slave,” she stated, “Are you ready for this evening and weekend?”
“Of course I am,” I replied, “Still meeting at 7 pm?”
“Of course,” she replied, “I might be a few minutes late though.”
“No big deal,” I said, “I guess that I can wait for you and have dinner ready when you get there.”
“That would be super,” she stated, “I plan to be at the cabin by 7:15 at the latest.”
“Okay Mistress,” I stated, “Is hunting allowed up there?”
“Of course slave,” she replied, “You can bring all the weapons and ammo you want. I even thought of a game.”
“A game eh?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she replied, “Whoever has the better score in a target shooting match gets to tickle the loser. 1 point equals 1 minute of non-stop tickling.”
“Okay,” I stated, “But don’t be mad at me if I win.”
She laughed and said, “Yeah, IF you win that is.”
“We shall see about that,” I replied, “See ya tonight.”
“See you slave,” she stated and then hung up.
I hung up the phone, got the mail, went to my Game Room, picked out the weapons I wanted to take, and loaded them into my truck. I also loaded up a few targets. When that was done, I went all over my house making sure that I didn’t forget anything and to make sure that the house was locked up. I got into my truck and drove to the cabin.
I arrived at the cabin around 6:30 that evening, check the exterior, went inside, checked the interior, chose a room, put my luggage in the room, and started to make dinner. At 7:15 I heard a car pull up and stop. I went outside and saw my mistress.
“Good evening,” I said as I approached her, “Can I help you with your luggage?”
“Of course slave,” she said, “And good evening to you too.”
She kissed my forehead and I helped carry her luggage into the cabin and to her room. We then washed up for dinner and sat down at the table.
We made some small talk during dinner and talked about what went on in our lives since our last encounter.
“So,” she stated, “I see that you have brought some weapons and such with you.”
“Yes,” I said, “Target shooting and hunting purposes.”
“Of course,” she said with a smile, “You will be surprised with my shooting skills.”
“Maybe,” I replied, “But we shall see.”
We finished dinner, and Mistress relaxed on the couch while I cleaned up the kitchen.
Tickling will come in this story I promise.
The Car Preview:
Chele could not believe it. Her car was in the shop and needed to stay there until Monday of next week.
“This is ridiculous,” Chele, stated, “I need a car for Friday night.”
“I know honey,” her dad stated, “But you can’t drive without good brakes.”
“I know dad,” Chele said, “But I promised a ride to my friends.”
“We’ll work something out Chele,” her dad replied.
Chele was lucky that her dad owned his own garage so she did not have to make appointments with other places and get the car to and from the garages. Unfortunately, Chele’s dad had to order parts like every other garage.
Robert, Chele’s dad, went to work the next morning, did what he could on Chele’s car, and checked the status of his order for her brakes. It was the same story as when he first ordered them, Saturday morning at the earliest. Chele was talking to her friends when her dad pulled up in a cool-looking car.
“Hey there kiddo,” her dad said when he saw her, “Like the new car?”
“It is so cool looking dad,” Chele replied.
“You can borrow it for Friday night,” Robert began, “If you beat me in a tickle fight.”
“For real?” Chele asked, “I just have to beat you in a tickle fight and I can borrow the new car?”
“Yes,” Robert replied, “You win and you get to borrow Speed Demon, which is model of the car.”
“Sounds like a fast car,” Chele stated, “Not that I am planning on going fast.”
“250 MPH,” Robert said, “Is the top speed at power level six and you will not drive Speed Demon fast. It is a very fast car and even I, a part-time professional racer, have some trouble controlling Speed Demon at high speeds. Also, that speed is without the turbo boost, which I have disengaged.”
“Ok dad,” Chele said, “I will drive the speed limit.”
“That’s my girl,” Robert said as he poked her in the sides.
Robert is wearing blue jeans, a grey muscle shirt, and is wearing socks after taking off his boots when he got home. Chele is wearing black and silver shorts, and a black and silver muscle shirt that exposes her tummy. Chele is also bare foot.
“EEK,” Chele laughed, “Dahahahad.”
“It is 4:30,” Robert said, “Speed Demon and your friends wait, but first *he attacked her sides again* it is time for our tickle fight. By the way, Speed Demon is an automatic for you.”
“Thahahahanks dad,” Chele laughed as she attacked his ribs, “Gotcha.”
“Yohohohou’re gehehetting there,” her dad said as he moved to her tummy.
“Gahahahahahaha,” Chele laughed as she squirmed and began tickling her dad’s ribs faster.
Note: I may change the time in this story and the fight will get more intense later on.
Amanda's Revenge Preview:
(Characters used with permission by tickle_fan03)
Amanda was excited about seeing her grandparents again. Something came up and they were unable to attend the last family get-together. Amanda’s parents talked with the grandparents a bit about the last one, but did not talk much about it.
“I’m sorry son,” Amanda’s grandpa said, “Something came up with our house deal and we couldn’t make it.”
“That’s fine dad,” Amanda’s father said, “Are you two still planning on being at the next one?”
“Of course sweetie,” Amanda’s grandma replied, “Your father and I think that you all should come to our new house for it.”
“I’ll discuss it with the family,” Amanda’s father said, “Would you like to talk to Amanda?”
“Of course,” the grandpa said, “Also, may we have her over for a week?”
“Of course daddy,” Amanda’s mother said, “Just let us know when.”
“About next week?” the grandma asked, “And we want to have her come by herself.”
“Deal,” Amanda’s father said as Amanda’s mother called her to the phone, “Here she is.”
“Hello,” Amanda said.
“Hello darling,” Grandpa said, “How’s my lil’ angel?”
“Hi grandpa,” Amanda replied, “I am fine, how are you?”
“I am fine,” Grandpa, replied, “Would you like to come visit your grandma and me next week for a week?”
“I would be delighted,” Amanda replied.
“Oh good,” Grandma stated, “We’ve told your folks that it is just to be you and you alone.”
“Thanks grandma,” Amanda said, “I look forward to seeing you again.”
“Likewise my lil’ angel,” Grandpa replied.
Amanda hung up the phone and raced upstairs to start packing. On Monday, Amanda was off on her own to visit her grandparents. Her grandparents met her at the airport, loaded up in the car, and drove to the grandparents’ new house.
“Wow,” Amanda gasped when she saw it, “It is like a medieval castle.”
“That it is my lil’ angel,” her grandpa replied, “Designed by grandma and me.”
“Your house is huge,” Amanda stated, “No wonder you wanted the next get-together here.”
At the thought of a ‘get-together’ made Amanda shiver even though she was not cold at all.
“What’s wrong honey?” her grandma asked, “And yes, we would like the next one here.”
“I’m fine,” Amanda said, “Just still not over what happened last get-together is all.”
“What happened my lil’ angel?” her grandpa asked.
Amanda told her grandparents all about the events that occurred at the last get-together.
Again, tickling will come later on in this story and you won't wanna miss it. Amanda will put a new meaning to the term "Vicious LER!"
& last, but not least:
The Black Castle Preview:
Near the land of Galatia, there is a Black Forest. The Black Forest is home to Robert the Black Knight and his family. Robert and his family reside at The Black Castle, which is in the center of The Black Forest. Other families and creatures live at the castle as well. Robert offers shelter and help to those that need it. Robert designed and built his castle by himself and with the aid of his magic. One day Chele, Robert’s daughter, came to him and showed him a book that contained a fascinating torture.
“Hey daddy,” Chele stated, “Can you add a chamber for the use of this type of torture?”
“Of course I can my dear,” Robert said as he kissed her forehead, “As long as you don’t mind being the first victim.”
Chele blushed, giggled, and replied, “Not at all daddy.”
“Oh good,” Robert stated, “Then it shall be done.”
Robert and Chele left his office and Robert created the chamber known at The Black Castle as ‘The Tickle Chamber’. As Robert stated, Chele found herself as the Chamber’s first victim. Chele’s ticklishness was exposed to the entire residence of the castle when the chamber was publicly displayed to all at the castle. Everyone at the castle enjoyed the show and was soon told of the chamber’s purpose. The chamber was to be used when the laws of the castle were broken.
“Hey sis,” Kip said to Chele after the debut of the new chamber, “How are you feeling?”
“I am feeling great,” Chele replied, “That was fun.”
“I am glad,” Kip stated as he walked with his sister outside of the castle to enjoy the sunny afternoon, “It seemed like you were enjoying yourself.”
“That I was bro,” Chele replied with a giggle, “That I was.”
Kip smiled at Chele and they enjoyed the afternoon sun. Chele found herself victim to the chamber numerous other times, some reasons were accidental and the rest were purposeful. After the last bout of tickle torture, Chele and the rest of the inhabitants settled down for a good long while. Trouble showed itself again a few months later. Chele was eight years old when this incident occurred. Chele was outside playing by alone and was minding her own business when a Giant Spider invaded and went after Chele. Chele saw the spider coming toward her, she screamed, and ran for the castle doors. The spider trapped Chele in a web prior to her getting close to the doors.
“Leave me alone,” Chele screamed as she heard the spider coming closer and she struggled to get free from the web.
“No,” the Giant Spider replied, “You are all mine my dear and I will eat you all up.”
The spider moved its mouth closer to Chele’s neck. Chele screamed again when she felt the spider’s breath on the back of her neck. Chele closed her eyes tight and waited for the paralyzing bite to come. BK, followed by Kip, raced out of the castle. Robert drew his sword and stabbed the vile creature in the head. The spider shrieked and crawled off. Kip wanted to give chase and end the creature’s life but Robert stopped him.
“Kip,” Robert said, “Chele is more important than killing that spider.”
“Yes Father,” Kip replied as he sheathed his sword and looked over his sister, “No bites or any other injuries dad.”
Robert nodded and cut his daughter free from the web and stated, “Poor girl was so terrified that she passed out.”
“I hope that she will be fine,” Kip said, “I can’t imagine how scary that was for her.”
“I am sure that time will tell,” Robert said as he carried Chele into the castle, “She may suffer some effects, but I hope that she will be fine in time.”
Robert and Kip were wrong. Chele didn’t want to go outside for almost a year, and every year at that time, Chele woke up screaming and in a total wreck. Robert, Katie, and Kip tried their best to ease Chele’s suffering, but they feared that Chele was too deeply scarred from that incident to fully be herself again. Robert and Kip tried to locate that spider, but all efforts failed. Chele was ashamed of herself that she nearly ran away. Chele didn’t get very far in her attempt to flee the castle before Kip caught up to her.
“What’s wrong sis,” Kip asked, “Why are trying to run away from home?”
“Oh Kip,” Chele stated as she hugged him and cried, “I don’t want to be a burden to you, mom, and dad.”
“You aren’t a burden,” Kip said to reassure her, “We love you and want to help you.”
“I know,” Chele replied, “But it has been a little over nine years since that incident and every year, you and dad coming running into my room to calm me down.”
“You went through a terrifying time,” Kip said, “You have been getting better, so dad and I hope that in a few more years, you will get over it.”
“What would I do without you?” Chele asked.
“You would probably do something that you would regret doing later,” Kip replied as he carried Chele back to the castle.
Chele giggled, yawned, and fell asleep in Kip’s arms. Kip took Chele to her room, laid her on her bed, removed her boots, and tucked her into bed. As Kip left Chele’s room, Robert walked up and beckoned Kip to follow him. Kip did and found himself at Robert’s office.
“Have a seat son,” Robert said as he sat down at his desk.
Kip took a sit and waited.
“What happened?” Robert asked.
“I caught Chele trying to run away,” Kip replied, “She feels like she is a burden to you, mom, and me.”
“I see,” Robert stated, “And you said?”
“I told her that we love her,” Kip began, “And that we want to help her.”
“Good job son,” Robert stated, “She is getting better and I hope she will be fine in a few years.”
“I told her that as well dad,” Kip said.
“Good,” Robert replied as he got up, “You are free to go now.”
“Yes Father,” Kip stated as he stood and saluted his father.
Chele does have her faults. Once while she was in her dragon form, she sliced up Kip’s back pretty badly. What had happened was Chele the Red Dragoness was sleeping and she over slept for a performance practice. Kip, in his human form, walked into the room to wake Chele up. When Chele awoke, she snarled, and swiped at Kip with her claws. Kip dodged and ran for the door. Kip wasn’t fast enough to evade Chele’s next attempt which shredded Kip’s shirt and sliced into his back. Chele realized that she just injured her brother, transformed into her human form, and knelt beside Kip. Chele was immediately sorry but she was ordered to be punished. Chele was placed in the dungeon and wept. The door was opened and Chele figured it was time for her punishment. Instead, Kip walked in and sat down next to her.
“Good news sis,” Kip said, “I managed to talk the council out of their decision to have you publicly punished.”
“Thank you brother,” Chele stated as she carefully hugged him, “But what more is there?”
“I get to punish you on my own terms,” Kip said, “Oh and you did manage to permanently scar my back.”
“I’m sorry Kip,” Chele said as she fell to her knees, “Please forgive me.”
“I have sis,” Kip replied, “Now come.”
Chele got up and followed Kip. She gasped as she saw the scarring of her claws on Kip’s back.
“This is a double punishment sis,” Kip said, “I get to punish you for slicing up my back and for missing your performance practice.”
Chele’s eyes went wide and she said, “No. Please Kip, show mercy.”
Kip took a gentle yet firm grip on his sister and stated, “If you resist, then I will make it public.”
Chele stopped resisting but began to whimper as Kip led her to a room. Kip just smiled as his sister and took her to a room that is one of his many rooms. Chele’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw the contents of the room. Kip took her to a machine and tied her to it.
“Please let me go,” Chele whimpered, “I beg of you Kip.”
“Chele,” Kip said in a firm voice, “You, as well as I, know the law of the castle. You lashed out against your kin and missed an important performance practice. You should be grateful that it was me instead of dad who you injured.”
“Dad?” Chele questioned, “Daddy was planning to wake me up?”
“Yes he was,” Kip replied, “But he was called to another matter, so I was chosen as the back up to wake you up.”
Chele was in tears. Kip saw this and carefully wiped her tears away.
“I will be gentle,” Kip stated, “I will have you laughing in no time.”
“I know,” Chele said sadly, “But you shouldn’t be.”
“Why is that?” Kip asked.
“Because,” Chele replied, “I attacked you and skipped out on my practice. You should be very vicious in your torture.”
“I know sis,” Kip stated, “But I love you and care for you no matter what you have done.”
Kip left Chele’s vision and shortly thereafter, Chele erupted in hysterical laughter as she felt tips of feathers licking her bare and ticklish soles. Chele couldn’t crunch her toes because of the way Kip tied her, he purposefully made Chele’s feet immobile with her toes tied back so her soles were left stretched taught and this makes Chele’s soles even more ticklish. Chele continued to laugh and she started to thrash when Kip began tickling her ribs, sides, and tummy. The feathers were still tickling Chele’s soles and she couldn’t help but laugh and thrash. Chele went berserk with laughter when Kip began tickling her armpits. Kip was gentle as possible and stopped the torture a few minutes later.
“Please,” Chele gasped, “No more.”
“Chele,” Kip stated, “That was only for the missing of your performance practice.”
“NO,” Chele yelled as she struggled to get free, “Please Kip, I beg of you, no more tickling, PLEASE!”
Kip just smiled at his sister and began to drag the tips of his fingers down her arms towards her armpits. Chele giggled and squirmed a bit. Kip continued to slowly drag his fingertips down Chele’s arms, across her armpits, down her ribs, chest, and sides, down her legs, and over the tops of her feet. Chele thrashed and laughed as Kip did this. Then Kip went into a full blown tickle assault on Chele’s defenseless soles. Chele thrashed and laughed hysterically. Chele’s body went into overdrive, and she started to pass out. Kip noted this and stopped tickling Chele. Chele was limp and she panted for breath. Kip brushed her hair out of her face, kissed her forehead, untied her, carried her to her room, and said, “You punishment has been fulfilled.”
“Thank you,” Chele gasped.
“You’re welcome,” Kip replied as he tucked Chele into bed, “Sleep well.”
Chele nodded and went to sleep.
A few months later, trouble showed itself again. A male dragon came to the castle and soon began courting Chele. Chele loved the attention, but pleasure turned to pain. The male dragon made an error, an error that cost him his life. He started ignoring Chele and was acting dominate over her. Chele became hurt with the ignoring and the bullying of her by this dragon. Chele found out that this dragon fancied another dragoness and that crushed Chele. She became infuriated and she went berserk. Chele violently killed the dragon and soon after, went into hiding. Kip, Robert, and a few other men found the body of the dragon and preserved it as a reminder to all other dragons of how Chele deals with hurt. Kip, in his dragon form, managed to track Chele down.
“How did you find me?” Chele the Red Dragoness asked Kip the Black and Silver Dragon when he showed up at her cave.
“Magic,” Kip the Black and Silver Dragon replied, “And the body of the dragon has been found.”
“I am not going back,” The Red Dragoness snarled, “I will not be punished for what I did.”
“Lucky for you,” The Black and Silver Dragon stated, “You killed him outside our domain, so punishment can’t be issued.”
Chele the Red Dragoness looked at her brother with a look of confusion. Kip laughed at his sister’s look. Chele narrowed her eyes at Kip.
“You were outside the borders of our domain,” Dragon Kip stated, “Now, you will come back home with me.”
“That’s what you think,” Dragoness Chele snarled, “I won’t go back even if punishment isn’t going to be issued.”
“You are no match for me,” Dragon Kip sneered, “Regardless of form.”
Dragoness Chele hissed and began to lash out against Dragon Kip. Dragon Kip laughed and Dragoness Chele found herself unable to move.
“Having a bit of difficulty?” Dragon Kip asked with a chuckle.
“Curse you,” Dragoness Chele spat, “Just leave me alone.”
“Sorry kiddo,” Dragon Kip said as he ran his claws lightly over Chele’s scales of her underarm, ribs, sides, and tummy, “But I am taking you home.”
Chele laughed, “Nohohohohohohohoho, lehehehehehehehehet mehehehehehehehehehe go.”
Kip continued his tickle assault until Chele passed out. When Chele passed out, she transformed back into her human form. Kip took her in his paws and took her home. Like Kip had said, Chele wasn’t punished for the murder of the male dragon. She felt like she was by Kip’s tickling. Nothing exciting happened at the castle for a few months, until a dragon named Xyie appeared at the castle.
More on this story will come in bits and pieces. BTW: I borrowed Robert and Chele from the above story for The Car story. They are my characters so I can do that. :happy: I hope you enjoy these previews and look forward to the completed stories.
Take care and happy reading.
~F.L. Atlanta
