It's a dish best served cold

As you approach the feet of the trapped knight, her cries become more frantic, begging you to let her out. You bring forward the feather over her feet and she immediately begins kicking wildly.

"Men more ticklish than women? I don't know, but you seem pretty ticklish..." you taunt as you begin dancing the large feather over her soles. The result is instantaneous. The knight begins bucking her feet and flailing crazily, more so than before with bursts of giggles everytime the feather contacted. You immediately jump onto the stump, trapping her feet between your arm's reach. You then run the feather across both her feet, sending her into hysterics.

"NOOAHHAHAHHAHAH!! STAHAHHAHAPP!!!I'LL DOHHOHO ANYTHINNNGG!!" the knight squeals as you discard the feather and begin running your fingers across the contours of her feet. You can feel her body squirming, trying to escape, but it is futile. You continue torturing your captive, who begs only throughout her ticklish laughter.

Finally, you stop and hold a single finger to her foot. "Alright, make me a deal. However, if I don't like it..."

Written by dexiot

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