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Tickle Torture(Selena Gomez, Kay Perry, Taylor Swift)
I woke up in a fog with a splitting headache, I had no idea where I was or what was going on but I could feel an unmistakable sensation of itching around my wrists and my ankles. Finally, when my head started to clear and I opened my tired eyes I could see two shadowy figures, they were standing in front of me surrounded by various studio equipment. There were studio cameras, a computer and microphones set up all around me and I blinked, struggling to clear my vision and make sense of what was laid out before me. I heard giggling and talking, women, two of them, laughing maniacally and repeating my name. Then I heard a voice that I could have recognized even in my sleep, it was Katy Perry.
“Well, well, well. Good morning there, sunshine!” Her voice was crisp and sharp in my ears. My vision finally focussed and I saw Katy standing in front of me, her pastel purple wig styled into a neat bob, her lips coloured bright pink and grinning at me, her sensuous curves hugged by a sheer black body suit so tight it could have been painted on. That was when I realized that I was completely naked, I sat on a cold wooden chair and my ankles and wrists were tied in snug knots to the chair legs with thin, itchy rope. My wrists were held behind my back and my ankle restraints were positioned so that my legs were spread wide open, my smooth pussy visible to the room, the cameras, and to my grinning captor. I screamed for help, but Katy just smiled excitedly. “Taylor, honey, you really aren’t that ‘swift’ are you?” She chuckled, her fingers forming air quotes, mocking me. I struggled to get free, to at least cover my most private parts, but it was no use, I was trapped and had no idea what she planned to do to me. Our rivalry had gone on too long, she was jealous and angry, I was becoming too popular and she couldn’t stand it. But I was determined to resist whatever it was she had planned to force me to submit to her, I would never give in to her psychotic demands.
Just then, I noticed the second figure behind Katy, a woman, her tanned skin barely covered by a leopard thong and corset combo, her back was turned and she fidgeted with the studio equipment. Katy noticed that my gaze had settled on the stranger behind her snd she smiled coyly.
“Oh, you thought I was the only one who wanted to get rid of you? It looks as though you have made more enemies than you realize, little girl.” Katy winked at me and turned to the strange woman. “Sweety! Why don’t you come say hello to our Sleeping Beauty over here!” I saw the woman turn on her tall, black stiletto heels, her long dark hair flipping over her shoulder as she spun. Selena. Selena Gomez had been living in my shadow for years and she had finally joined Katy in her plot to destroy me. Bitch.
“Well,” Selena hissed, her copper coloured lips pouting at me seductively. “The cameras are rolling and we are live! It looks like we can finally begin.” Her dark eyes fixated on my pale, naked body and her lips curled into an evil smile that sent a chill up my spine. Then both of them started to walked towards me, their thin heels clicking on the cement floors with every step. Katy knelt down in front of me while Selena reached to the floor behind my back, pulling out a small leather bag. Katy held out her hand, her eyes staring into my eyes and Selena reached into their bag of tricks, pulling out a long, white feather. She smirked and slowly caressed my cheek with the feather, it tickled and I flinched, making Katy’s smile grow bigger. But I had to resist.
The feather grazed my neck and she slid it down my chest until it ran gently over my left breast. The sensation felt nice, but I felt so ashamed, the feather ran all over my body and the feelings of pleasure started to subside until I felt a shudder overcome my body. The tickling of the feather was almost too much, I pursed my lips in an attempt not to show any emotion but they were just getting started. I felt their hands starting to grope me, they both wore long red finger nails that they dragged up my inner thighs, my skin became sensitive and their attempts to make me laugh were getting the better of me. I would not go down without a fight, I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on something else.
Selena reached again into the leather bag and pulled out a soft, feathery paint brush. She ran the soft strands up my thigh, over my hips and up my sides until she twirled the brush around my sensitive nipples. My skin tingled and sent shock waves up my nerves, prickling and tickling sensations vibrating under my flesh.
“The world is watching you, Taylor, you can make all of this stop by admitting what you know to be true.” Katy whispered into my ear, her tongue darting along my ear lobe. I could feel Selena’s fingers gently pinching at my right side and playfully squeezing my knee. I wriggled and twitched, I couldn’t believe how sensitive everything felt and I had no idea that I was so ticklish. I felt Selena run her tongue so lightly up my inner thigh as Katy tickled under my arms and continued tickling my ear with her soft tongue. I felt Selena lick my clit and the feeling made me instinctively jump, pressing her mouth into my pussy. I opened my eyes and looked down at her face, her mouth sucking gently on my clit, her fingers still groping at my sides and all my nerves went crazy. I looked up at the camera and in that moment so many emotions came over me. Pleasure, shame, fear, but the strong sensation was the need to laugh. My sides ached and my jaw hurt from clenching my teeth, trying so desperately not to give in to their torture. My body convulsed and tensed until I felt I truly couldn’t take any more of it.
They giggled to each other and teased me in front of the camera, I was so ashamed but I just knew I couldn’t resist their torture any longer. Just as I reached my limit, I felt Selena run her long finger nail across the bottom of my foot, she pulled her face from my moist pussy and started tickling the bottoms of both my feet, they had found my weakest spot. My body let go, I started laughing uncontrollably, my squeals rose from my throat, and I begged for them to stop. I screamed with laughter and twisted in my chair trying to escape their probing fingers.
“Please! Oh, God please please stop! Katy, I am begging you to stop! Selena, I’m sorry, please help me!” I could barely understand the words that came from my own mouth through the hysterical laughter and tears, they giggled and taunted me, never letting up on their tickle torture.
“Say it!” Katy screamed at me, her hands still digging into my arm pit. “The entire worlds knows it, now say it! Admit it and I will let you go!”
I couldn’t, it was too much and I just could not take any more of it. It was over.
“You…you are…” I tried to get the words out but the laughing was too hard to stop, for a split second I felt Katy release me and let me finally give her the recognition she wanted. “You are better, Ok! You are hotter, sexier, prettier! You have more talent than I will ever have and everyone loves you far more than they ever cared about me!” Their hands relaxed and retreated, I felt my stiff, sore body loosen and I could finally breath. “You win, Katy. You are more talented and more beautiful than I could ever be. I would be so lucky to be you, but I’m just not good enough. I’m sorry I ever thought I could compete with you.” I hung my head in shame, tears welled in my eyes and I became very aware of the fact the the whole world was now staring at my humiliated, naked body, but I didn’t care. I was defeated, Katy Perry and Selena Gomez had tickled me into submission and I would forever live in the shadow of these two beautiful, psychotic Goddesses.
“That is all I wanted to hear, Taylor.” Katy praised, kissing my quivering lips and stroking my long, ratty blonde hair from my tearful eyes. Selena placed her finger under my chin and gave me a victorious smile, relishing in my humiliation and defeat. That was the day I submitted to my superior, my Queen, Katy Perry.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6v3cwr/tickle_torture