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Game 4 Outline |
No where!" you gasp, your body dancing around, trying to escape her tickling fingers. "Then how about your tender little ribs?" she asks, squeezing them gently. A nasty jerk is her response, and with a grin she starts to knead them mercilessly. "Hahahaha!!! Not there!" you scream, squirming and thrashing against the restraints.
Soon, her hands find their way to your sensitive underarms, and she tickles them for a good five minutes without stopping. When she's finished, you're worn out. She stops to write a few notes on her clipboard, and then turns back to you.
"I hope you're enjoying your stay here," she smirks, her fingers raking your underarms. A gasp is the only answer you can squeak out. What should you do?
Written by The Tickler
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